[color=#FF9900][font=Impact]Comm ID Gregory O'Neil
When we first saw each other, you hunted us but now that has changed. While we're most glad that we don't have yet another enemy to fight we cannot just forget that you shot down our brothers and consider you our friends but we're willing to make sure that you won't shoot down any more of our brothers in the future. I was asked to give you a mission, one that will help you prove to us that you're willing to fix the relations between us. Your mission is to find and destroy the ships of the 5 following BAF officers:
Those are concidered some of the most experienced high-ranked officers in the Bretonia's Armed Forces so it is going to be a bit difficult and of course there will be payment for each one you shoot down which is 10.000.000 SC. Once you get one, inform me in this channel with a timestamped guncam of the destruction of their ship. Don't disappoint me.
Ahh.. Here i was, enjoyin' some minutes in the 'Hattan Central Park..
And business show's up.
*Two kids, obviously in a game of tag, runs across*
Peaceful, uh?
Idyllically, i would say that this is how life should be...
For the ones that don't live and die by guns and creds.
*Her snicker is heard*
For one such as i, this is only a fraction of what i never can hope to gain.
Peace.
For Death comes knockin', one contract at a time.
And after seeing so much blood and so many creds,
i got to say..
This contract sucks.
*She laughs*
You just named the Top #5 Essex Runners, the BAF survivalists, the ones that supposedly fight for Queen and Country,
but do neither except picking up fights near advantage points, shoot at someones back
(since they are unable to do it up front) and run to their bases when sh** hits the fan.
And they still wonder why Kusari managed to get to Leeds.
*A couple of men are shown passing by her, Silver stiffens for a second, and the dread in her voice becomes evident*
I'll tell my people to keep their eyes keen.
And to have some insta'tools at the ready.
'Cause they are the only thing that work on runners.
*She lights up a cigar and grabs her jacket, removing a gun from it*
Time to go to work.
*She clicks a remote button, and as the image is fading, she starts to walk and three shots are heard*
[color=#FF9900][font=Impact]Comm ID Gregory O'Neil
I'm glad that you'll keep an eye on our request although I do not consider this a contract but a "favor", one that pays. There's no time limit as we know that their whereabouts are stationary battleships such as Essex and Derby which could be a little.. dangerous. About some more details I forgot to add in the previous message; it is not necessary to hunt all targets and shoot them down as we know that'd be impossible but 1 or 2 will do and then we'll be a step closer in a full contract. Good luck gents.