Name: Art Collins
Rank: Recruit Officer
Report: 03
Today I wanted to make a short patrol around New York on my own, as I noticed no other officer in the communications channels.
I started off at Norfolk Shipyard and then continued via West Point to Manhattan. In the Manhattan orbit I encountered a ship with the weird name The_Steve_With_No_Name.
I asked him to stop and standby for cargo inspection and noticed the ship was not equipped with an ID. When I asked why the ship was not carrying an ID the The_Steve_With_No_Name attacked me without notice.
Within short time that ship was in pieces. I was able to rescue some missiles and equipment only. The_Steve_With_No_Name
Next stop was Detroit Munitions. There I encountered a ship that left immediately direction Manhattan. I followed (as far as I remember the ship's name was Squid. At Manhattan I catched up and told the ship to stop, which it didn't. When it didn't stop after the second order to stop I fired one shot.
The ship did not stop and continued to dock at Manhattan. Also the second stop (after the third order to stop) did not make it stop. I then opened fire, but the ship was able to dock (and did not undock later). Did not have the time to check what was wrong with the ship.
The next stop was Fort Bush. After a short refreshment I left the station when a ship appeared out of the blue right in front of me. PLR:Dragon appearing cargo hold of PLR:Dragon
It was the PLR:Dragon, a Werewolf fighter. It was holding captive three LPI pilots. I demanded the PLR:Dragon to drop the pilots immediately. As there was also another enemy around, the GOGA:(Odessa), and the station was firing at the PLR:Dragon, it fled. We were able to stop the PLR:Dragon somewhere between Ft. Bush and Manhattan and a fight began.
The PLR:Dragon had already needed the repair robots when I was first damaged also when one of my mines exploded and then the PLR:Dragon guns damaged the hull so badly that it was over.
It has to be suspected that the PLR:Dragon will use the cloaking method again to make raids on New York.
Art Collins out.
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Fighter pilot: You follow my fiancee. You are my rival. I brook no rivals. At six o'clock I shall be in Connecticut, alone, with my Sabre. Do you understand?
Battleship commander: Oh, thank you, that's a fighter pilot's proposal. I'm into heavy ordnance, and I have the choice of weapons. If I go, I shall take my battleship. And there shall be no mistake about the ammunition this time.