Comm ID:James Knocks Subject:Patrol Report Encryption:Medium Priority:Low
G'day dear Liberty Navy,
Hello again....I headed where I ended from yesterday, decided to patrol New York again. I found some more Primary pilots, Mr Hood, Miss Robinson, Miss Baker, and Mr Teerin who also were flying around New York. I decided to join, and first encounter was a Reaver. This one is told to be a coming back one, known as Silver. The storys I heard are pretty impressive, but I don't think I was impressed with anything. She seemed to be very rude, and eventually failed to succeed to claim my head. After that situation, I headed out to help Mr Hood and Mr Teerin with a Outcast Dreadnought, callsign PatheraLeo, some weird name for a Maltese warship. He didn't last long, and got blasted sky high by Rochester Base.
I also completed my 8 hours of Flight, and wish to be flying more advanced fighters and bomber class vessels. I will upload what I haven't lost during that day.
COMM ID:Commander Jane Hartman TARGET ID: Liberty Forces Reporting Centre SUBJECT:Promotions ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Moderate
Good Afternoon All,
Recruits James Knocks and Natalia Wolfer, in recognition of your completion of West Point's Officer program and the subsequent probation period, you are both promoted to the rank of Ensign. Continue to demonstrate the high level of commitment you have to the Navy, and I'm confident you will go far.
As a result of your promotion, you are now authorized to fly Avenger and Guardian class fighters, in addition to the Upholder class bomber. I've forwarded your details on to Lieutenant Commander Jameson at requisitions command, and he'll be looking over your flight results and assigning you craft as appropriate.
Lieutenant Commander Hood, regardless of your period of service, it would be appreciated it if you could maintain a level of professionalism over Fleet Communications reflective of the rank you hold. I assure you, we're all well aware of the flying you do.
That'll be all,
Jane Hartman
Commander
Fleet Logistics Officer
Primary Fleet
Liberty Navy
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Identification: Lieutenant Christina Robinson
Location: New York system, Planet Manhattan, Fort Bragg
Encryption: Secure
Junkers;
Over the past few days since my return to duty, I have seen many faces, new and old. But some things in Liberty never change. The first of these are the Reavers, who still seem to be causing an endless amount of trouble. However, it seems that in my absence, the Junkers have lost their way.
As if they hadn't before.
Here are two separate incidents, both occurring today:
The above details a Congressman that passed right infront of Manhattan with Human Organs. Now, I may have been given permission by the Fleet Admiral to drink on duty, but a golden opportunity such as this does not pass me by. He was caught redhanded, refused to cut his engines let alone offer any kind of real acknowledgement, then proceeded to cloak. All of these events can be seen clearly in the evidence presented, as can the date of their occurence.
The above shows an independent Junker caught outside Rochester with Black Market Munitions. Having just returned from diving into the system's sun to escape myself and the undeservedly Lieutenant Commander Christopher Hood, he failed to get further than this before he was caught. He promptly docked, and replaced his cargo with a hold of Boron, also shown.
And to top the cake with the Cherry, he threatened me with an act of violence. I of course, dared him to make good on such a promise, to which I received no answer.
Quite the catch, I'm sure you will agree sirs and ma'ams. It seems that I should've taken this break sooner, since it seems to have lowered their guard to such an extent that I can be around for less than a week and already catch them in the act. Twice.
I would like to report a freelancer smuggler making a run for it to Manhattan with a load of artifacts. Unfortunately the docking systems were open and the ship has managed to enter the planet's atmosphere with the cargo intact. The police authority has been announced and have taken care of the runner.
Some time later we have had a nomad gunboat sized vessel approach Manhattan's orbit. Fleet admiral Baker, herr lieutenant-commander Hood, lieutenant Robinson, myself and a few LSF agents have taken care of the threat.
That is all for today's early hours.
Auf wiedersehen.
Sender ID: Recruit Jones Aran To: Message Dump Subject: Patrol #001 report Encryption: LOW
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Loading Transmission protocol... Done. Loading Audio transmitter module... Done. Loading Communicator... Done. So yeah, sending in a report from my first patrol.
It didn't last long... but it wasn't very fruitful either, or how do you call it. After setting off into space, I was a little lost; as in, I couldn't decide where to go and what to do. So I decided to go with Jacob Beaumont and co. We flew around New York and went to Colorado, and after some more patrolling, we went back to New York. We then received a contact about a hostile detected in Magellan near Mactan Base. Jacob went to get a capital ship, while I waited for him near West Point. I soon asked him if I should keep waiting for him or assist the others, and was told to assist them if I can. I went to Magellan by trade lanes and jump gates, and after reaching Freeport 4, cruised towards the approximate location of the hostile and the pilots I was going to assist, along with Jacob who apparently took a different route. By the time we arrived, the hostile's hull was damaged quite a bit, and we proceeded to assist. Unfortunately, the hostile docked before we could damage his hull some more. Ech, what a coward.
Afterwards, we went to Freeport 4 for repairs and rearming. We met the Marshall sisters along the way, who joined in. After some time, we were tasked to go for the Leeds jump hole, due to some more detected hostile contacts. I formed with one of the Marshall sisters. As we reached our location, I began receiving an "emergency call". I tried to ignore it and went on. However, I just kept getting it and was annoyed, and was soon forced to stop while near all the hostiles just to answer it and tell that I'm busy. I'm pretty sure you know what happens next... After all, it was my first patrol and wasn't used to this sort of thing. I will probably get the hang of it sometime soon and do as good as all the others.
Apparently, Liberty Navy's job is harder than I expected. But it doesn't matter to me. I did say I will stand strong and tall even if I'm defeated when I was applying for my current position.
I've also taken some footage shots of my patrol, although of all of them I feel only two of them are worth the time. I also forgot to take a shot of one of the hostiles we've met, which I hope won't happen again. I will upload the shots now. Shot 1 - The hostile docked onto the base Shot 2 - Patrolling with LNS-Exeter
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//The so called "emergency call" would be my dad calling me IRL; he distracted me and I was forced to stand still so I can let the others know I have to be AFK for a moment, but the hostile players destroyed me before I could do that. I didn't even manage to set to public channel so the message got sent to the group, and after I was killed, I went to see what my dad wanted only to have the "emergency call" turn out to be a question if I wanted scrambled eggs. In other words, I was forced to let those hostiles kill me just so my dad could ask me if I wanted to eat scrambled eggs. I'm still quite upset about this <_>
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COMM ID:LIEUTENANT ALEX WALKER TARGET ID:LIBERTY NAVY COMMAND PRIORITY:MEDIUM ENCRYPTION:MEDIUM SUBJECT:REPORT --
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Good Evening,
Lieutenant Walker with a new Report out of Libertonian Core tonight. After Reports from Knocks about an Outcast in New York, i proceeded to investigate at the last known location, Rochester Base. Though this was found empty, the search party spread out throughout our Home System to find the culprit. We sure did find him. A Outcast Dreadnaught, in the heart of Liberty. Knocks and myself wasted no time after a short talk and began removal of the hostile entitiy. It took us a while and a chase across New York to the Badlands, but we finally managed to destroy the vessel, and thus rid it's threat. The Guncam footage is attached.
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Identification: Lieutenant Christina Robinson
Location: New York system, Planet Manhattan, Fort Bragg
Encryption: Secure
Reconnaissance and another Junker;
Yesterday, we decided to take a force reconnaissance patrol of six fighters into edge world space. Admiral Sanders led our taskforce to remap and reassess the status of the edge world space beyond Alaska. We already knew the route we would take, thanks to our older intelligence that we were looking to update. Due to our choice of fighters, we would be able to slip in and out without drawing too much attention - unfortunately a mistaken assumption.
Our destination was Omicron Alpha, where we would make an assessment of the system and return via the same route. Unfortunately, we met overwhelming force before we reached our destination, with the nomads deploying a sizable mixed fleet to rid us from Omicron 99. This system in particular seemed to be teeming with alien life, and they even possessed a base, the Ravine.
We held out for as long as we could for backup, which was generously provided by the Order. However, their relief force was insufficient and our own reinforcements from Alaska both delayed and disorganised due to the pressure on our reconnaissance force. In the end, our force was broken and the Order took significant casualties attempting to extract us.
As our planned route back to Liberty was now cut off, the remainder of our patrol limped through a thankfully desolate Omicron Alpha. Our route back to Liberty from there is restricted information, but thankfully we made it back alive, if battered and bruised. We received help on the way from a very generous source, which I believe should be taken into account when dealing with them in the future.
The above shows an independent Junker Salvage Frigate carrying a cargo hold full of one of the most illegal substances in Liberty. I lacked a cruise disruptor so I tailed him. Backup quickly arrived, with a 5th fleet pilot Jack O'Neill and Fleet Admiral Baker bringing a disruptor each. Their help was invaluable in sealing the fate of this smuggler.
I gave the Junker multiple chances and avenues to escape his fate: a hefty fine and leaving Liberty, dropping all of his cargo, but to no avail. Of course, this was fine by us, and he was dispatched as he tried to barter information about a supposed unauthorised base in Cortez.
Even if these were the words of a desperate criminal, it may be worth our time to completely sweep all of the Independent Worlds again. It's been a while since we have done so.
There was one more thing to report too. A Liberty Rogue Scylla destroyer freely moored at Rochester in plain view of myself. If this is anywhere near as unacceptable now as it was a year ago, this information will be useful.
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ID: Recruit Allen Hunter
Title: Patrol Report =======================================
Another day in Liberty
Earlier this Afternoon, I began my normal patrol routine through-out the Liberty Systems. Beginning within New York System, I encountered no issues, running into only a few ships. Moving near the California Jump-Gate, I met with a Secondary-Fleet LPI Pilot, he notified me of Rheinland ships within the California System. I diverted my patrol to the California System along with the officer, as we searched the system a Rheinland ship briefly appeared on our scanners, before the signal faded near the Cortez Jump-hole. Entering the Cortez System, I produced no yields to any signs of the pilot.
I briefly rendezvoused with Admiral Alan Polstari and Fleet Admiral Rachel Baker in the Magellan System, notifying them of the contact within California, I then continued my patrols. Finding nothing to be alarmed about, I retired to Battleship Missouri for the night.
On another note, I've completed the scheduled flying time necessary for the Recruit Rank. A console scan confirming this will be located at the end of the message.