**START TRANSMISSION** ID: Commissar-Major Han Xu CPW-Xi'an **********
Soldiers of the Colonial Republic,
[color=#FFFF66]The men of my fighter wings have drunk much vodka in their life time. This evenings battle was no exception, we were seeing time distortions among other strange things in Omicron-Alpha..... But strangest of all was seeing =CR= bombers actually doing damage!?
No no, we must have been drunk.
However if we were not, which we were clearly, keep up the good work.
To: [color=#FFFFFF]Commissar Hu Comm. ID:Commissar Leon Mendel Priority:HIGH Subject:Your recent idiotic attempt at diplomacy
---Communications Opened---
Commissar Hu,
I am fairly certain that I didn't rattle your cage, nor throw you a doggy bone with the command 'Speak'.
I certainly didn't give you permission to use the comm channel... I require my monkeys to at least have a grade school education to be able to know 'STUPID' when they see it.
Now, I know you are new to the rank of Commissar, and that you think you're being clever. But that little broadcast up there was probably the single dumbest thing I have ever seen in the Coalition, short of your mother not actually going through with the abortion that should have ensured your miserable existence never became a pain in my posterior.
I am sure you are a very good fighter pilot... well... that isn't actually what your record says... but I am sure in your mind you are really something exceptional.
Stick to flying and refrain from speaking on behalf of the Commissariat, the Premier and the Coalition, because whenever you open your mouth, you embarrass us all.
And if I ever catch you drinking on duty, they will have to surgically remove the vodka bottle from your O-ring.
**START TRANSMISSION** ID: Commissar-Major Han Xu CPW-Xi'an **********
Commissar Mendal,
[color=#FFFF66]I'm sure you know a thing or two about O-Rings.. Since your head is terminally up yours.
Simply put, I was trying to give them a compliment. Perhaps I am not as awe enspiring as you are in the delicate arts of diplomacy, oh do slap me on the wrist and give me 50 lines master!
That is of course, if you dare standing outside that fortified compound of yours to give me such a punishment.
To the members of the Colonial Republic who can see this transmission, my ahem.. apologises if this transmission was received in the incorrect manner.. It was one designed to have a joke and mutually appreciate the damage told on the Outcast forces this evening. We must organise more raids like this in the future.
From: General Aloysius Rhade
To: The Colonial Remnant
Priority: LOW
[Message Begins]
What Commissar Solo is trying to say, and quite frankly failing to do, is sincerely thank you for your assistance.
Gentlemen, your assistance came at an excellent time where the number of Battleships alone out-numbered our forces. Not to mention the enemy Sabres. It was nice to get some firepower when we needed it most, and I have to commend your pilots for moving in to assist without hesitation.
--Incoming Transmission--
--Location: Nemeisis CIC-
--Sender ID: Admiral Alexander Wingates--
And here I was almost starting to lose faith after seeing how much the Royals and Maltese can muster. Numbers and materials can be dealt with when challenged by resolution and cunning.
While our relationship remains strong, товарищи, I cannot think of a challenge we couldn't overcome.