Myself and 2 other brothers have preformed, as always, as only members of the brotherhood could possibly hope to achieve.
(I wont name them as to reduce the volume of assassination attempts)
I will however tell you of our little expedition.
We left crete with visions of adrenalin filled mighty battles, and we did not disappoint,
with our numbers only 3 we flew into the very heart of Bretonia, New London,
where we were confronted by a SF battle ship and its escort, along with 3 Bretonian police battleships,
6 cruisers and several fighter wings.(npcs)
After making relatively short work of the SF we then moved onto the Bretonian police leaving nothing but their
silent hulls drifting away with the stories of their demise clear from their scarred buckled surfaces.
From there we headed on towards Rhienland with the only witnesses restrained in our cargo holds for later interrogation.
We blazed our way through omega-7 in anticipation of Rhienland, oh what bounties lay there Hessains, navy, police, traders, the feeling,
it was intoxicating, we took anything we could cram into our cargo holds with no consideration for the prisoners aboard,
even jettisoning those who looked to weak to have made the journey.
We neutralized key targets within the Hessains and Rhienland police that we where previously unreachable.
With our cargos full, and our accomplishments many we left the confines of police territory via the sigma-13 jumphole in New Berlin.
We set our course for Gamma to return with our spoils, we truly felt like brothers of the brotherhood,
we did the undoable we gained valuable intel and gained more experience in that 1 venture than most men have in a life time.
Excuse my shortened version of the events brothers but I am weary after the battles.
I will report more next shift for now, rest.
Be proud brothers for we are the brotherhood, and we are the mighty.
