Deep inside the central HQ of Cerberus on planet Wichita, a procession takes place...
Lieutenant Colonel Dan Beckz steps in front of the congregation of Cerberus personal, unfortunately it is low key due to the various on goings of the organization...
Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pride to make the following announcement... It has been decided that Lieutenant Clara Maldoran is to be promoted to the rank of [color=#FF6600]Captain, immediately. Maldoran has shown leadership qualities that are rare to find in people these days. I still remeber when she first started as a young cadet, eager to learn. Now look at her, just as eager to teach. She is an example of how hard work will always pay off and she is an integral part of our little operation...
Beckz begins to applaud as Maldoran approaches the stand...
Captain Maldoran stand up and walked up to Colonel Beckz .
She Salutes to the Colonel and starts to speak .
[color=#000000]Thank you Sir and thanks to all of you .
she took a worried look around . Major Neumann , Colonel Synk and some other high ranking Persons weren't there .
She lookes at every person that is in that room . She thinks
* Where is the rest ... where is Major Neumann and Colonel Synk .. i hope they are alright*
She continues to speak
I'm proud that I'm an part of this Organisation and I'm proud to serve for Humanity alongside with you Operatives . There shall be the day that we finally beat our Enemys and we once and for all ban the Nomad treat from Sirius , I'm not talking about days or weeks or even months I'm talking about Years .. we all should remember Toledo and those we lost back there .. but i promise you one thing .. their dead will be revenged . We will fight the Nomads and our Enemys on places that are so small that the most of you never heard about them but we will win !
Comm ID: Ensign Terrwyn Gower
Target: Cerberus Transmission HQ
Subject: Report for Today
Today, I got out of Meshkenet to find a transport, the Star Watcher, a Colonial transport with a Freelancer signal ID and a GMG transponder. I stopped her and called for backup.
We soon discovered that she was carrying data, given to her by an unknown party. Further investigation implied that this party was the LNS Tundra.
While the exact nature of the data is unknown, the captain told us that she knew the existence of several Wilde-controlled systems but apparantly nothing else. We then escorted the ship to Omicron Delta, where Ymir 3 began wiping its computer.
Ymir 3's AI went haywire and we were forced to destroy the ship. The Star Watcher escaped. We eventually tracked it down and convinced the captain to set a course for Freeport 11.
We caught a freighter trying to run away with a cargo of Nomad remains. We managed to destroy the ship and retrieve the remains.
The Star Watcher has been escorted to Meshkenet for 'processing'. After a short training session, Colonel Beckz took the liberty of promoting me to Ensign.
Gower out.
Incoming transmission...
Source: Texas System, Liberty Space...
ID: Second Lieautenant J, Cook
Alright people, it's been a while, but I've been doing some sleuthing, and I think I may have found our new big score.
I'm sure all of you are aware of the research station wreck floating around in the Grande Negra in the Texas system. You know, experimental technology and whatnot, gave us this amazing sight of two huge-arse black clouds where otherwise would be clean space.
So, 'twas thinking... As far as I recall, or the bribed officers can remember, no salvaging operations were ever mobilised after the whole thing collapsed and went boom. And, as far as my ship's scanners go, the station's hull still manages to hold a few segments of the station shielded from the otherwise "Oh gods, my ship is breaking apart at the seams!" radiation.
Therefore, a thought crossed my mind... We have the technology. We have the manpower. And above all, we have the will. So... why not set up a salvaging operation ourselves?
Something big, something HUGE! Who knows what priceless bounty lies within the confines of the Dallas Research Station? Probably nothing, BUT, there COULD be something.
Maybe.
Alright, probably nothing HUGE, like the massive warships we were forced to board and almost died within, but there HAS to be some juicy stuff hiding away behind the radiation shields.
Which is why I propose a new operation for our forces:
Operation Dallas Recovery (patent pending)
<span style="color:#000000">The awful plight of he who cannot draw to save his own life.</span>