To all Gallic navy personnel | CC : EVERY POSSIBLE LIBERTONIAN TERMINAL

[Lanakov]

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MARINE ROYALE GAULOISE

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Identifiant : Amiral Isabelle Montlaville de Chanteloup
Unité : Etat-major de la Marine Royale Gauloise
Destinataire : The brave and loyal Gallic combatants AND the unwashed and cruel Libertonian peasant militias

Sujet : Blood has been spilled. There's more.

12 mai, 741 A.G.S.
Ile-de-France

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Chanteloup appears, more sad than angry for a refreshing change.

Gauloises, Gaulois,

A severe blow has been dealt to us today.
Upon my own initiative, a prison camp, Fort de Cayenne, was built in the vicinity of battleship Bétheny late in the evening yesterday, and some of our prisoners of war awaiting transfer to Gallia were sent there. Good lodgings, decent conditions, and actual food. I'd wager the life of the inmates was better by a large margin than that of the average libertonian peasant.

Earlier this evening, our prison camp, still in the final stages of construction and left without defence platforms as a message to our neighbours, was viciously attacked by a roaming pack of hairy Libertonian cockroaches. A very brave defence force was quickly assembled to fend them off, and did so successfully without losses. Alas, the Fort de Cayenne was lost to enemy fire. Only a minor portion of the 200-strong crew had managed to get to escape pods ; some of our people sacrificed themselves to save the life of high value prisoners.

These men and women died for Gallia. We will mourn them with the honours they have earned.
As an exceptional measure, the King has granted me the permission to issue all of our losses the Médaille du Courage, posthumously.
I have decided to extend this reward to Contre-amiral Jean-Yves Patrice de Justéton, who has personally overseen the development of project Cayenne, at great cost, risk and investment to himself. His tireless dedication, utter lack of fear, organisational skills and selflessness are a shining example of core Gallic values and all of us would do well to take inspiration from him. I will personally award him this medal in due time.

BUT.
Montlaville suddenly returns to her normal, very pissed off face.

And this is where I give YOU the utmost, the utter, the complete privilege of addressing you. You, the vile, brutish Libertonian hordes ! You, who seldom know how to read but are taught to wage war and cause violence at the earliest age ! You, whose only solution to any problem is either running away from it or swarming it with overwhelming, unsophisticated force !

You have cost me my dear base, a good deal of time, and several very good people. And in the process, you've put several of YOUR people to the torch. After having been warned of those risks, naturally to no avail as the Libertonian spirit cares only for the self and understands little besides immediate gratification. Much like baboons.
And although this has DISPLEASED ME GREATLY, it changes NOTHING.

There, her tone ascends to outright fury and she barks more than she talks.

This may be a gigantic victory to you, bringing down something so advanced and sophisticated as a modular installation in its initial phase ! Yes, surely such a construction would be the epitome of what your primitive self-obsessed civilisation could produce with eight centuries of untold and UNSHARED RICHES ! But to me, that's just wednesday. We will build more. I swear it on the Roi, I will not relent until this pitiful system is host to a superior Gallic installation. I will FILL MAGELLAN WITH AS MANY MODULAR BASES AS IT TAKES ! I will build them with my BARE HANDS using minerals I punched straight from asteroids if I have to ! This is far from over !

Her eyes dart around her surroundings. Having visibly failed to find what she needed, she barks a stern "Lieutenant ! Votre arme !" to her ensign, who hurries and gives her his pistol. She wrenches it from his hands and, in a blur, discharges it at the camera. The transmission feed cuts, indicating that she hasn't missed.

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