Message to: All RHA
Comm ID: Fleet Kapitan Conrad Egon
Location: Vogtland Base, Dresden System
What a day to be a Hessian! Nothing but a string of victories today, my friends; a very welcome change from the defeated we suffered in our early days. It began yesterday with myself and Rekrut Metz catching a Train called "Sir_Mop" in Stuttgart. He refused to stop, and opened fire. We responded in kind, and the result was a foregone conclusion.
Little else happened yesterday. But today...today, I took off in my Odin to give a Rekrut a tour of the path to Alpha. Nothing of note happened the whole time; a few enemies came in scanner range, but fled. After a visit to the Mollies, I returned to Darmstadt Depot and began readying the Sternenfaust for a mission. But when we undocked, what did we see on scanners but a Train shooting down one of our fighter patrols! He refused to drop the Hessian and LWB pilots in his hold, so I rushed to my bomber and took decisive action.
Shortly after that, more and more Hessian IDs began to pop up on the comm systems...including Oberleutnant Martin Nantz, whom I hadn't seen in quite some time. I soon discovered why he didn't respond to my first round of hails and greetings: he'd been busy destroying an OPG gunboat solo.
When he was done, we grouped up. It was four of us, plus the allied cruiser Varyag, a steadfast partner in many of our expeditions. We entered New Berlin, and a Kusari Explorer soon passed by...with Hessian pilots in his hold! He ignored our demands to drop the pilots, and fled to the Altenburg in Dresden. A lengthy chase was to no avail; the cretin got away. I cannot quite remember his name, but it sounded something like Quidrillion.
Next, we re-entered New Berlin and went a-hunting. We found a few sympathetic traders, and others that were not so sympathetic. There were some that were poor, whom we did not trouble and informed them of our cause. While we were doing this, Hans Krieger of the RM decided to try to stop us. The Varyag's mighty guns stopped him cold.
Trader.Crystal is friendly; this person financed half of Varyag's armor, and is to be left alone for the foreseeable future. There were several others, however...most got away due to the number of bases to dock on, but we nonetheless made four million credits. We returned to Dresden to contemplate our next move. While we were repairing and resupplying our ships, a Hacker-tagged Sabre belonging to Vladick Voronov entered scanner range of our patrols. I'd been expecting his arrival for some time; he wishes to set up a laboratory of some kind.
After failing to find a suitable location in Dresden, we left for Omega-11 to search there. We found a few candidates...and other things. The first thing we found was a Liberty Guardian VHF with, of course, Hessian pilots in his hold. He refused to drop them, so we pursued him to Solarius. While Varyag and a couple others negotiated with him, Matt and I proceeded to the other side of Planet Schutz, where we found another Liberty VHF, this one an Avenger, also Police-tagged and with Hessian pilots in his hold. Like the others, he ignored our requests to free our pilots. When will they learn?
Not terribly long after that, we spotted a Corsair moving through the system. Varyag had to leave to hunt a BHG battlecruiser, but myself and two RHA Odins belonging to Black and Wetter, along with my own Thor, engaged the Corsair. Turned out to be a smuggler in a Pirate Transport; my Supernova made short work of his hull.
By this time, we had finally agreed that for 72k credits - five times what Daumann had paid Mafia_Boss for them - we would permit the scoundrel to go free. But he undocked and came out shooting! The treacherous fool was soon dispatched, and is now Kill On Sight whenever he enters our territory. Hunt this one down, ladies and gentlemen. Until he makes amends, he is to live the life of the hunted. He will know fear when in the Omegas and Rheinland.
After that, I decided to call it a day and return to Vogtland.