--CONTRE-AMIRAL EVERETT FONTAINE, RNS FORCE MAJEURE, ORLEANAIS--
*The screen flashes with Fontaine's comm-sig momentarily, then reveals the man himself.
Bonjour.
Today was... quite unpleasant. I have still been conducting operations within Gallia after the war game with our intelligence counterparts. The Force Majeure has been on patrol detail with the Dunkerque across Gallia. It was mostly quiet until we arrived in Picardy, to inspect the positions at Amiens. We were stubbornly interrupted at the Orleanais gate by various hordes of rebel bombers, some Brigand, some Conseillard, some Maquisard. Reinforcement seemed quite ill-disposed at the moment we arrived, and as such, we had to take the fight to the paisants alone. An improper force composition and a surprising mix of weapon choices from the rebels meant the Dunkerque was critically damaged, though not before one of those troublemakers was sent into a coffin. The remaining bombers then inflicted substantial structural blows to Force Majeure. Thankfully, the quick pacing and thinking of my usual gunnery crew was more than a match for the evasive patterns of the bombers, blowing them out with both pointe fire and well-placed trebuchet bursts, sure to send them all spinning back to Champagne where they will hopefully be inevitably crushed.
It would seem that as we continue to make gains against Bretonia, the interior remains problematically uncertain. La Gendarme Nationale needs to pick up the response times, so engagements against rebel forces are not so bloody next time.
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