Warrant Officer Alicia Reeders reporting. Tau 23 was pretty hot tonight with a few GC and a few Outcasts teaming up against an IMG tagged Bounty Hunter battlecruiser and a few IMG fighters along with some mercenaries. Went in to assist the miners and the battle was joined by a Kronos piloted by one Savannah White of the IMG. The battleship Nightfall had softened the outcasts a bit before they left it stuck in an asteroid field seven klicks off Cali base. The battle soon moved into the Tau 37 system where most of the ships were picked off. My patrol ended in Falkland Base.
Good day, lads. Warrant Officer Wilgrin here, reporting from Sabah.
I started my patrol earlier around Coronado. But guess what, as soon as i reached Barrier Gate Station i encountered a ship with Freelancer identification and Hacker IFF transponders. Quite the strange lad, yet he didn’t seem much of a problem at first.
Either way, the strangeness continued as three ~VP) pilots soon appeared on the scanners, marked as Orchid, Losted and Tari. I met with “Hotdog”, Frost of the 15th, the Malaysia colonial cruiser and a few others of us. Funny enough, the said pirates actually tried to ask us for money (or our lives), but we quickly retaliated. Their gunboat easily blew up with the cruiser’s "help", while one of their bombers was put down by Hotdog.
That's all about today...
Oh yeah, and about yesterday, i found a small pirate around the cloud in Coronado... he was wondering around and refused to leave when asked, thus he was thrown in space.
After which i made a randevous with Michael Frost and we found some outcasts near the Cortez jump hole. After the usual "you should leave/no we won't", they soon met the same fate as most pirates.
By the way... what's with these blue flying jellies around Cortez? Shouldn't there be some guys, Order| or something, to take care of them? At least we got lucky and went past them.
Good luck, boys and girls... i'm out.
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Warrant Officer Alicia Reeders reporting from Planet Curacao. Started patrolling from Camp Lister, where I docked yesterday after a very interesting and harmful encounter with some blue jellies. They took out a TAZ ship who's crew I managed to rescue along with their special amulets. I followed a lead to an unidentified ship in Cortez. From there I ended up in Magellan where the atmosphere was pretty tense. Saw a few Liberty Navy dreadnoughts and one carrier. Came face to face with the MNS Buenos Aires and a fellow called Davy, and a few Zoners who were searching for more blue jelly. Also ended up meeting one alien in Magellan. On my trip back I ended up bumping into a big alien ship. Sending some gun cam pictures right now.
I started my patrol in Tau-29. Right after undocking from Freeport 6, the Captain of [TAZ]Menelaos asked me how the supplies for Freeport XXI are going. I asked him to be patient and that Roger Anders will contact him, once we're finished.
After that i headed for Tau-23. I've spotted an Outcast's gunship. Not willing to fight him solo, i kept distance. It entered '37; i didn't follow. Instead i continued my patrol. As it was pretty quiet in the Tau's i decided to have a look on Orkney. Close to the jumphole i've seen two Gauls, disguised as Freelancers. A Cougar and a Lynx. Both didn't show any aggression, so i let 'em be.
I flew back to Coronado without having any onther encounters.
Greetings, fellow Colonials; this is Warrant Officer S. Johnsons reporting from Falkland with regards from our guild allies.
I was called on duty yesterday afternoon, hearing about some pirates engaging IMG members. I soon came to assist the guild but, unfortunately, i found myself again entering yet another battle against the SR, called "Raiders". Even so, it was fruitful enough. With the aid of a fellow pilot of a Nyx-class ship, we took down some of them, one by one, yet the last quickly fled to Cali.
Later the same day, along with W.O. Mark Freytag, we went on a patrol mission towards, and within, the Orkney System. The flight was filled with fun chatter and, luckily, mostly empty of contacts but we did encounter a Gallic Navy gunboat on our way back. Given we didn't have the necessary firepower to hold against it and no other forces were available at the time, we avoided it and came back to Tau 39.
Last night, though, we had yet another encounter with the Raiders, who apparently were annoying the Java residents. I, along with W.O.s M. Freytag, V. Remadus, A. Reeder and B. Costanza, under the command of special agent Sage from the 17th, engaged the large number of pirates that was swarming against the IMG pilots. Later within the fight, a nomad also seemed to have joined and aided the pirates, but it soon vanished just as it came. Still, after quite the dance, our forces began to push into the enemy hulls and with the help of a freelancer hired by the IMG, Silver Reaver, we took down 6 of them while the rest of the pirates fled.
I assume the battle left me weary, but everything brings more experience in life.
Good luck onwards! Johnsons, out.
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Hi there, W.O. Marcus here.
Had quite the run yesterday… First off, as I came by the Freelancer’s hub, I ended up bumping into a pirate and a freelancer arguing about something… didn’t quite get it at first but it seems it was about nomads. One of them, (SR tagged, seemed to be either crazy, either as the freelancer said “infected”. Then again, the pirate tried to engage us in the end and since he proved to be better skilled I had to evade and luckily an allied cruiser came to help. The sad part is that we were soon outnumbered, as the damn pirate called about 5 or 6 CGS marked pirates to help him, or get him some cardamine refill. So we had to retreat.
Funny though, I still think the freelancer might have been right, I managed to look into the scan records and the said pirate did have some kind of nomad technology aboard his ship.
Alright, I’m done. See you later in space.
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Whew what a week! Oh, where are my manners, Warrant Officer Alicia Reeder reporting in. My patrols and general curiosity have taken me into some friendly and some very unfriendly territories.
...or systems, whatever you guys want to call it.
While escorting some IMG transports I ended up on the bad side of New York which was pretty scary. A rogue fleet consisting of a destroyer and a few other ships tried to pirate the traders, but apparently they all survived cause of some daring decisions made by the captain of the gunship, CFV-Infinity and myself. I'm glad to say the rogues all had rubbish aim and I almost managed to take a bomber before it retreated back to the main rogue fleet. here are some guncam shots
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Hey folks out there! I missed a few routine reports, I guess, but who cares, hm? It's war here and it's tough and shit and I'll keep it short because I gotta launch once they have refitted my bomber with the new loadout.
So... I am in Leeds and I am assisting the Bretboys and Bretgirls in their efforts to shoot... pretty much every ass that comes along. Ye. That sums it up.
So, I blew up a Gallic Cruiser in Leeds the other day. Generally, I have to say: The Brets lack proper bomber numbers, so I assisted:
Today there was some pirate crew around, quite some. These ~VP) whatever they are called. The Brets called for bombers and hey... guess? I can fly one. Aaaand.. the Brets had no bombers again, so a hired bomber and me finished the gunboats. My Hellfires did the job before they could run.
Sadly, after that the Bretboys ran off to hunt some cloaky liner and left me alone with the rest of the ~VP) to play. Guess what, the bomber is not meant to play against a Kusari toy bomber and a fighter. I ejected before my ship was torn apart by a Snac.
Ye, I am here, the nurse named Anne is damn hot and I'll stay here for a little longer, I guess. Guess I have to find some other part for her to massage, but hey, this is a report. See ye, and... keep shooin things, ye?!
Greetings, fellow Colonials. Flight Officer S. Johnsons reporting in from Hades after an... eventful night.
I was called for duty after the IMG sent a distress call. After checking for information it appeared that the cardamine users marked as XTF began to harass Java again. I soon came into Tau 23 to find the asteroid field literally blowing up as the lasers and mine payloads flew around so chaotic.
Either way… I went in to assist and we were also later aided by some freelancers and mercenaries. But just as we gathered, so did the enemy, as they soon called in for an gunship, an APR pilot and most notably... a nomad which allied with the outcasts.
Soon, our forces began to win, as we easily took them down, one by one… The following data may provide the necessary proof:
Also, yesterday we had another interesting run into the Raiders. I went along the guild members and pursued the pirates into Omicron Alpha, where they sought refuge. Sadly enough, they couldn’t defend themselves there either.
One more notable encounter is what I met after the O-Alpha engagements. I ran into an APR, outcast cruiser which kept some guild members captive. After trying to get them peacefully, I think he may have tried to shoot me, but luckily a GRN cruiser came up and we allied against the cardamine user. He soon met a gloom fate, while i took the guild pilots to Falkland. Interesting how we can work well with the GRN against common threats... don't you think?
Rank & Name:Warrant Officer Pilkvist Ship Callsign:Pilkvist Star System:Tau-23
W.O. Pilkvist here, making my first combat report.
I was enjoying some time to myself on Freeport 6 when my emergency channels light up about a dogfight in Tau-23. I launched my Nyx and made my way there as fast as I could. When I arrived, I saw some IMG and fellow Colonials battling Outcasts. I pointed my guns at the nearest hostile and opened up. After a short dogfight, the 101st was down. Unfortunately for me, shrapnel from the explosion hit my communications array, forcing me to flee to Falkland. My ship was not able to send a message until now, so please excuse the late report.
Despite interruptions of a fairly grand, albeit short-lived scale, the meeting with The Order and 141 Task Force went well. Sentry set up the communications network through the Hades, which will also house a wing of their ships and link up with a Recon cruiser of theirs. Some assistance against the Outcasts, Nomads and Gallia is welcome, especially against the Vatan which seems to be part of all three.
After bidding our Omicrons' counterparts farewell, we made the journey to Omicron Lost on Belka's orders. Against the recommendations from Golanski, we took the following route:
No notice by or trouble from either the Maltese, Cretians, Core or Order, and very little Nomad presence compared to my expectations. Perhaps the deeper systems are worse for it.
As for our findings, Moros matches up with the database listings as did the location of our old depot. Risking a little more light, I redistributed power from the long-range scanners with Sentry keeping watch. Although the main module has clearly been damaged either by time or alien attack, the storage canisters are still intact. With no further readings able to be taken and not wishing to linger, we made way for the Taus once more.
On the way, we decided to investigate the rumours of this "Lost Battlestar". I'll admit to being surprised at finding something out there, even more so with its striking similarity to the old Crayterian design. With its defence systems set to hostile, we did not linger here for long to prevent any real damage.
What little I received was repaired at what I thought was a Zoner planet. This could hardly be further from the truth - the planet was covered in sentient machines. I had an intense moment of deja vu and a strange feeling that I should be in fear of them, but no hostilities were found and my ship repaired for a reasonable fee.