Patrolled Leeds, London and Edinburgh, although most of my patrol if you can call it that was conducted in Leeds.
As London was all quiet to the degree of not spotting a single freighter around, I proceeded to patrol Leeds, where I noticed an Interspace vessel immediately, attempting to engage the trade lane towards Stokes, which we all know is Kusari territory. The ship was designated as [color=#FFFF00]ICV_Autumn_Hymn.
Upon my first warning to cut his engines, he immediately complied and disengaged the trade lane sequence. I scanned his hold, determined him to be in possession of a cargohold worth of Boron. Upon asking him of his destination, he replied with naming LD-14. Since Bretonia was in no dire need of security at that moment, I decided that instead of turning him around, I would escort him to his destination.
The Interspace vessel complied with every single order I gave. We used no trade lanes and took a short detour to avoid Kusari patrols which could have threatened both of our lives. Eventually, we reached LD-14 without being engaged by the rice... I mean Kusarians. The vessel's captain was so appreciative of my escort that he even gave me a million credits, which I refused with the instruction to give it to the Anvil if he was to make a donation.
We parted our ways back near Leeds, where he headed to Edinburgh.
A smaller Kusari attack consistent of rookies and a faint Kusarian designation that my sensors picked up forced me to stay above Leeds though, seeing that no Armed Forces personnel were present at that point.
Just as the assault was repelled, a transport vessel flown by a Kusarian [color=#FF0000]spy and traitor as we later determined, the Greg showed up on sensors. The spy in control somehow managed to obtain a Bretonian Percheron-class transport, but the Bretonian designations for it he failed to do so. That made me suspicious, so I brought the vessel to a halt.
It took him several tries to even get him to stop. A mild ion storm was interfering with our sensors, which lasted until the end of my shift, making my task to apprehend him even more difficult. As I suspected, his cargo was full of military vehicles. The spy eventually admitted working for the Kusari government (as the comms logs will soon show), taking the vehicles to the Nagasaki.
As I was trying to get him to turn back and drop his cargo hold, Junior Constable Bethany Clayworth arrived, lending me a hand. Even the presence of two constables however, couldn't prevent the spy from attempting a landing on Leeds.
The fool thought he could avoid us by hiding on the most heavily militarized planet in Bretonia. I called the border guard troops on the surface, who began apprehending the vessel immediately. I recommend adding him to the list of known spies and smugglers, just in case.
At any rate, upon my return to Leeds orbit, I noticed how the unidentified signal we detected earlier did not vanish. With two vessels at hand now, me and miss Clayworth flew off to track him down. As again, my suspicion was correct. Kusarian signal, destroyer class. We picked up the IKN-Natsutsuki 14 clicks below Leeds, making a run for it as soon as we were in sensor range.
We pursued the destroyer almost until Stokes and even though two police fighters hardly would have been a challenge to a fully armed Imperial destroyer, he kept fleeing. We failed to apprehend the vessel due to the massive ion storms still being present, which the Kusarian captain used to his advantage, getting away successfully.
We returned to Leeds, where the HMS-Shannon, a destroyer assumed guard of the area. Upon the arrival of Her Majesty's fleet to secure the area, we returned to Leeds.
On the final note, allow me to share a theory I developed regarding this misfortunate turn of events.
I suspect that the IKN-Natsutsuki was the one responsible for the recruit Chimaera attacks on Leeds, serving as the cover for the Greg to smuggle the military vehicles to the Nagasaki undisturbed. Little did they know that Her Majesty's police is ever vigilante! May not be our modus operandi, but we still managed to prevent the Naval Forces from getting a considerable amount of supplies, thus saving hundreds of Bretonian lives.
Junior Constable Alastair Graham Hind signing off.
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Report: 2
Rather a lot to catch up on in this report, my first incident, was a Gaian in dublin, eco hippie. Upon seeing he was not a member of NLH, but WAS in a gunboat, I informed him that non-registered capital ships are not allowed in Bretonia, ESPECIALLY not when flown by Gaians! I ordered him to return to lewis, which under escort of myself, and a BAF pilot, he did, peacefully. (I would also note, that this gaian has contacted me before, reporting wildlife sales on Shetland, he was law-abiding, though uncouth on that occasion. However, my investigations revealed Shetland to be free of wildlife poaching/smuggling)
My next item is not so happy, I encountered a VR Pirate in dublin, and ordered him out of Bretonia, saying I would escort him to the magellen JH. He complied as far as the west leeds smog cloud, where he began trying to escape, after I disrupted, and reprimanded him, he fell in line to the east leeds smog cloud, where he- well, I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:
Unfortunately, although I gained an early advantage, a screamer mine and SNAC combo made short work of me.
Next, the return of our old friend Painkiller! This fellow LOVES pirating miners, and showed it in this instance. Upon seeing his dastardly handywork, myself and a BAF officer intercepted him, where I placed him under arrest. However, he challenged me to a duel, and though I am loath to appear a coward, duty was prevalent.
Upon my refusal, he attempted to run, and I was forced to use lethal force, of which I had earlier warned him.
The BAF were unable to hit him, and found keeping up with him very difficult. - We keep TELLING them to use fighters! Therefore, I was forced to track and disrupt him, whilst keeping his shield down, for a LONG time. Eventually, he got so annoyed that he turned to engage me, allowing the BAF to catch up, and blow him out of the sky.
Another unhappy tale next; The BAF were fighting two Salis, and called for my assistance, despite the fact that it was 2 BAF fighters and a GB VS 2 Salis fighters, however, the Salis were incredibly skilled, and brought down the ensign BAF fighter, AND the GB! This left only myself and the BAF Lt, but once I ran out of missiles, I could only attempt to keep the Salis shields down with debilitators. A BAF dessie showd up, but didnt do much, and it wasn't until a BHG ship offered assistance, (which I accpeted) that the stalemate was broken.
The Salis ran, but in a Pyrrhic victory, my ship was destroyed by their covering nuclear mines, as I disrupted them.
Good news this time chaps:
I recieved reports that one "Bad Dog" was pirating in Dublin, and went to the miner's assistance. Upon confirming that the individual "Bad Dog" was a corsair-affiliated pirate, I placed him under arrest, but, as usual, he resisted. The miner however, showing true Bretish spirit, turned on his once-pirate, and assisted in my blowing his ship apart, and the increased security of Dublin.
Finally, a troubling issue: Working for some time in conjunction with two BAF, we managed to get a fix on a SCRA ship holding out at Arranmore. The BAF could not approach, because of the Mollys, so I went in to investigate:
This is the best picture I could get, because shortly afterwards, thanks to my hails for "attention" I received it, in the form of three light mortars, and a cruiser turret barrage!
This is why, I apply to join the SRD reserve, as the hussars are simply not suitable for that kind of work, whereas a bomber would have been perfect. I would like to keep my hussar for regular patrols.
So, 3 situations successfully resolved, 1 partial success, and 2 failures, hmm, good to see BPA still comes out on top!
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--Today started out by chasing a corsair half way across bretonia we lost him a few times but we later found him in leeds...His ship was destroyed along with a bomber who was helping him out--
--During the whole thing I was with and Hone.Nathan of whom was very helpfull getting rid of the corsair.Its good to have him on the team--
Reporting of a long and eventful shift which began as a simple patrol, occasionally stumbling upon traders of various sorts.
I flew a few circles around London and Manchester, scanning the local traffic on the first hand. My findings are as follows:
The first vessel was was a certain [color=#FFFF00]Kael_Vergochi, a Junker transport. Scans determined nothing interesting in his cargo hold, or nothing at all to be precise. The vessel was as empty as it can be. The captain claimed to be waiting for his partner, upon telling so, I simply instructed him not to block the traffic above London, then moved away.
Near the jump gate to Cambridge, a RepEx vessel, the [color=#FFFF00]Nobby was found. Eerie how it was not equipped with the usual numeric-based designation, but the registration of the vessel checked out. The captain claimed to be shipping Gold from Dublin to Rheinland, which my scans confirmed.
The last vessel in London that I came upon was an Orbital Spa and Cruise BWT, named Maluka. Compared to the size of his cargo hold, the vessel had only a few people on board, pointing to the fact that it was some sort of VIP transport, which the captain confirmed. The only thing that didn't click into the picture was why exactly the captain would be transporting celebrities in a BWT... I could never determine, as my systems were soon knocked out by an ion storm.
As my systems were online again, I checked into Dublin, for the sake of making sure no one would be foolish enough to -just- threaten the safety of the the London-Essex line.
To my surprise, the area was more populated than I thought it would be. As soon as I jumped into the system, I spotted a pair of Molly vessels sitting idly near the gate, standing ready to ambush the bypassing traffic. I got a reading on a certain Twinkletoes and an Amon.Amarath, both baring a Molly designation, one of them a Werewolf, another a Greyhound.
Although I attempted to retain a cool and civilized tone, informing the Mollies that I would be turning the case over to the BAF, I got threatened and even shot at by one of them. Amon took off as soon as I told them the BAF would be coming, claiming that he did so simply because he did not want to waste his time with me. The other one, Twinkletoes, forwarded threats and even shot a salvo at my ship. His excuse for doing so was simply that he was drunk.
The second Molly departed the area as Her Majesty's gunboat, the Wellesley arrived under the command of Vice Admiral Hans. The esteemed Vice Admiral requested a report of the case (I will take the liberty of forwarding him the carbon copy of this one), then proceeded to inform me of an opportunity to be a miner instead of being a police officer. After obtaining rather useful information regarding the Admiral's busy state as well, I and the arriving Constable Leigh took off to patrol the rest of Bretonia, not wanting to bother him with such trivial issues any further.
In London again, me and Constable Leigh intercepted a potential slaver vessel. Precisely, a Libertonian Mammoth transport, baring a BMM IFF and registration, transporting humans. The vessel was designated as BMM-Pride.of.Hull. Miss Leigh became suspicious, so we questioned him of different things, as the comms log will soon show. He told us a certain HMS-Killer allowed him to do human trade in that vessel, which I personally took as some sort of lame joke. At any rate, the trader soon fled to London, where he against our orders, landed and dropped off his cargo hold. We can only hope he did not drop them into a sea or something, as he finished rather quickly with the process.
We attempted bringing the trader to a hold once again, but he fled and we decided not to pursue. The log of the conversation should show adequately what exactly happened there.
We continued our patrol in Leeds. About just as soon as we arrived, a Kishiro transport, the [color=#FF0000]Ashiban.Tengu passed us, on the way to London with a full hold of Plutonium. We immediately assumed pursuit, with Ensign William Wallace of the Bretonian Intelligence and two random Freelancers following. The trading vessel broke the lane and started fleeing towards the nebula like a lunatic. We attempted to bring him to a halt, which he refused to do, eventually making his way to a jump hole that led us to the Dublin system. We attempted summoning the Armed Forces, but to no avail, so we continued our pursuit into the perilous area.
Following a few minutes of flight, after us both asking nicely and threatening uselessly, the Kusarian got trapped in a mine field and stopped. The captain claimed not to know why he was transporting the plutonium, he only told us he was bound to Omega-49. I have no idea if this system even exists.
In the middle of the conversation, the Kusarian attempted fleeing again, this time we caught him with ease. I ordered the people present to fire a warning salvo, which... turned out bad. Me and miss Leigh stopped firing when its shields were down, but the vessel was already damaged and Ensign Wallace took the vessel down with a few shots... Looks like either the Intelligence wanted the vessel dead or I did something wrong...
I did not want to destroy the Kusari vessel and did not give orders for others to do so, but I'm willing to take the responsibility for the loss of the crew's life. Regardless of our hostile status with Kusari, unwarranted destruction of civilians should not be the way.
Once the vessel was destroyed, we secured the plutonium and moved back to Leeds, where me and miss Leigh both signed off patrol.
The fact that the vessel was loaded with plutonium, bound for a remote location was the only comfort. We may have stopped a terrorist attack. At any rate, I'm standing by to face the consequences for the group's actions.
Junior Constable Alastair Graham Hind signing off.
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Took my Challenger out for a spin with Sykes today, good thing too, encountered an IMG Battle Cruiser mining illegaly in Dublin.
We tried to make him leave but he attacked Constable Nathan, damaging his ship beyond repair (he was returned to The Essex unconcious but stable).
We, with the help of a BAF challenger, destroyed the vessel.
Returning to New London we swapped ships and did a quick tour of Manchester, nothing to report.
Nathan has been accepted into Special Response Division Training, he will be part of the reserve and fly a Challenger when absolutely neccesary.
The usual pattern seems to be erupting over and over again, I report for a standard escort duty or a patrol and end up with saving the world... in a sense.
The King of Freight, a sub-division of the Libertonian shipping corporation Universal decided to order two BWTs into Bretonian territory, loaded with deuterium. I came upon this pair of vessels above London, just as they were departing towards Kensington. It took some time for me to get proper scans and registration codes out of the two ships, eventually determined that they were bound for Scarborough, Newcastle with their shipment.
Not only because I wanted to make sure of their destination, but also because they chose a rather perilous route, I decided to escort the two BWTs, reaching the aforementioned station without trouble. We parted our ways as soon as they were in Manchester and departed towards Liberty. Me, I went back to Leeds and Edinburgh.
After finding the latter clear, I flew back to Leeds, meeting a heavily armed very heavy fighter cruising above the planet. I disrupted his cruise then proceeded to identify him, to which he replied with a death threat. Regardless, we had a rather lengthy chat, determining to the individual to be a member of the infamous Coalition communist terrorist group, a certain "Ace" called [color=#FF9900]Daemon Steele, as he introduced himself. He also claimed to be flying a military-grade fighter of a Rheinlander origin, obtained from a certain group called the Red Hessians. All clicks into the picture if you ask me.
As I received numerous threats and kept listening to the pilot listing his Royalty kills, I called backup and informed him of it, to which he responded with fleeing (right after citing how cowardly the BAF Admiralty is, I'd like to note). We caught him in Dublin, trapped in the molly mine field, just like that Kusarian the other day... mayhaps there's an actual use with that field being there? At any rate, I listed him the charges he had to face, which are currently as follows:
Assault on authority figures, 6 counts.
Destruction of government property, 8 counts.
Destruction of private property, 1 count.
Resisting arrest, 1 count.
Speeding, 1 count.
Obstructing traffic, 1 count.
Abuse of system comms, 2 counts.
Disrespect of authority figures, threatening, countless occasions.
Being a communist, 1 count.
Having listed the charges, the [color=#66CCCC]BAF Lieutenant, John Clay decided to take him to a holding cell. Of course, the SCRA Ace refused to cooperate and surrender, so a fight between the two individuals erupted, which me and Sergeant Hidamari spectated at first.
After a shorter period of fighting and Kusarian language lessons, the Lieutenant's ship was rendered inoperative by the communist vessel, forcing me and Sergeant Hidamari to take over the apprehending operation of the SCRA individual.
The fight was rather difficult and lasted for an extended amount of time. The SCRA Ace sure lived up for his title at any rate. The light fighters we flew made slow but steady progress with the advanced military ship the terrorist was flying, I'd say the skirmish was rather two-sided at all times. Sergeant Hidamari sure could handle herself too, it was truly a pleasure to have her as a comrade in arms against such a skilled opponent.
The balanced fight it was, it came to a balanced ending. The Coalition ship retreated, exhausted and heavily damaged, about as much as we were. Dublin was secure, no civilian life was lost. Following a few minutes of pause however, we were needed again.
A border patrol spotted unidentified vessels entering into Dublin, just as I was flying back for repairs and ammo. I was the "lucky" one to come up on them first, I have to say... these vessels are nothing I've ever seen.
Judging by the tone, looks and way of speech by the ships' crews, we were meeting some kind of Kusarian prototype pieces of weaponry, apparently a stealth cruiser and its sole escort fighter, a modified Chimaera. The purpose of their mission was unknown, my guess is that they were conducting a field test of their new toys.
I found myself alone against the pair for a few minutes, luckily my rather agile light fighter gave me a good opportunity to not only dodge their projectiles as they immediately opened fire, but to summon reinforcements as well. Sergeant Hidamari and two BAF destroyers the Romulus and Remus pulled me out of the fire, they immediately rendered the Kusari cruiser into a flaming iron ball. So much about their superior prototype technology.
Me and the Sarge were the ones left to handle the cruiser's escort, the modified Chimaera with powerful weapons I've never ever seen either. Again, an ionized VHF with superior weapons and technology? Didn't sound much like the right job for us, yet it has happened for the second time that day. About a quarter of an hour flew past when Hidamari's vessel was caught by either a mine or a razor, I can't recall. I managed to salvage her escape pod, then after a few minutes of sparring and a salvo from the remnant destroyer, somehow the Kusari escort fighter left the area without being asked, telling me to forward a message to some random Corsair or something.
Exhausted and wounded, I flew back to the Essex for the night. Can only hope these Kusari prototypes failed their first field tests.
What ho all, it's good to be up and about again after, that coma the blasted IMG dastard dished out to me, but more of that later.
Constable Khenan and I were patrolling New London, when we recieved reports of a Corsair gunboat named Riddik
The reports came from a hunter, and after receiving location information, I intercepted, pursued and attempted to arrest. However, Riddik still had too great a lead on me, and far too great on Khenan and Buck. The corsair fled to Trafalgar, and though I went in myself to attempt to arrest him, he was nowhere to be found, I am sure he bribed Junkers to hide him.
I launched, and cordoned off the are, so that he could not escape, however a kusari merc, a member of the, uh, kazzoie? gang, turned up and interfered.
I informed it that it must leave Bretonia, as it was a member of a known Kusari unlawfull merc group, but it refused, and when I asked it if it was resisting arrest, it replied;
"Hai I thought you would have guessed" (Well, I had, but the BPA doesn't work on "Guesses" maybe that's how they do things in Kusari...)
I pursued the renegade merc, until it joined up with Riddick once more, another corsair Bomber, and Tulu. However; as the undisciplined lot that criminals are, they began fighting amongst themselves, and Riddick actually attempted to Pirate the merc!
Re-inforced with Hunter Buckaroo, and Constable Khenan, they could not stand against us, and the merc fled back to kusari, whilst the corsairs fled to Leeds!
In Leeds; the Corsairs began Pirating once again, and we, reinforced with some BAF personnel, moved to arrest Riddik.
He was resisting, but pointlessly, as Buck could take his fire, whilst Myself and Kehnan ran interference, we also had a BAF templar assisting. However, Maks, the previous corsair bomber, was detected hurtling towards us to assist Riddik, realizing what a danger this could be to Buck;
I intercepted and arrested him, but, as usual, he refused to comply, I was forced to destroy him myself, whilst the others wore down Riddik.
I returned to assist with Riddik, and began bombarding him with nuclear mines, to top it off, a BAF destroyer, the HMS_Shannon drew into scanner range, and Riddik knew his end was nigh, so he did something odd, he attempted to activate a cloaking device! This bad form was of course no match for Her Majesty's finest, and his ship went up in flames under the combined firepower of Myself, Khenan, Buck, and the Templar - Forgotten losses.
A fitting end to a cowardly traitor, who tries to pirate his own friends eh?
Phew, that was a successful patrol, I wish they could all be...
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Report 4:
I was patrolling, and received a request for assistance with a Molly from BAF.Lt.Kingston. The Molly was in the graves field and refusing to leave, he also then began to demand Kingston's Molly prisoners, after a period in which I attempted to negotiate with the Molly, and asked for further orders from command, Kingston attacked, and the Molly blew himself up with a Torpedo!
I then hooked up with Lucy (uh, not sure of present rank)
Whilst checking long range scanners, I detected the well known criminal "Phate" in manchester:
Lucy responded by ordering us to Manchester, whilst I put out the alert on the Bretonia Lawful Emergency Channels. In Manchester we found Phate, and another Lane hacker contending with a BH Cruiser, Lucy commanded negotiations, whilst I scanned and provided intel.
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Eventually Backup arrived, and Lucy seemed happy to drive the hackers out of Bretonia into Magellen, Instead of trying to apprehend them despite the contraband they were carrying, and the bounty on Phate.
We escorted them through the leeds Jump Hole, then through the Magellen JH. They did not return.
To be continued...
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Junior Constable Jim Mayfield reporting
I'm happy to report that my first patrol is now over.
I started my patrol in New London and I was surprised that the system was empty. My long range scanners showed five or six vessels. I checked all ships i saw there and they were all clear. After a few circles I jumped to Cambridge system, where again everything was calm.
So through New London I went to Leeds and headed for Edinburgh, were I was forced to dock with Aberdeen border station due to an ion storm.
After a few hours I was able to proceed my patrol and I went to Manchester system,where the big failure happened.As soon as I entered the system through New London>Manchester jump gate I saw a liberty rogue gunboat piloted by A.Pierat who had pirate id. As you will see I asked him to leave Bretonia space and unfortunately he refused:
Then he threatened me... well just see this:
When I asked him is there any way we can solve it peacefully he offered me a "great" deal, he said that if I pay him he'll leave and of course I rejected and said that I'm calling for backup which I did >[20:15:58] Freelancer says: pirate gunboat manchester>new london jump gate, refuses to leave
So, I decided to buy some time, to give you guys a chance to come and I tried to survive as long as I can, which isn't long at all...
Anyway, my ship was destroyed and I barely escaped. A trader picked up my escape pod and now I'm in a hospital. So, I feel bad for failing...*coughs* on my first patrol...*monitors beeping* *doctor's voice*His heart stopped! Charge!!....
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"You blow up one sun and people expect you to walk on water"