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Comm ID: 1st mate Matthew Roberts
Access point: #19-Alpha Mooring fixture, Planet New London, New London
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Shipping Division
CC: Transport Report
I'd like to call the management's attention to the Prospects independent miner group.
During the last weeks me and the crew have been mostly taking cargos to the more hazardous routes leading through the Tau and Omega systems. I'm happy to report that BMM's Gate Construction Site is currently better supplied, than ever (in the last few months). More importantly however, we have been able to build a working business relationship with the aforementioned Prospects group, specifically mr Aldous Hammel.
Today, in a joint effort with mr Wills' Richard-I, the Black Prince managed to succesfully penetrate the Kusari held regions and ran the ricemuncher blocades numerous times while transporting almost 20,000 crates of ores of a total commercial value of almost 230,000,000 credits from the Prospects Group's ships.
I think I'm saying this in both our crews' names, when I express my thanks to mr Duke, and mr MacLean from ExSec Division for their efforts to keep our ships safe during the operation.
Ladies and gentlemen, this definitely constitutes a serious amount of war materials and profits diverted and denied from the ricemunchers. The ores recovered should also prove to be of significant benefit to our own war effort, and that of our Rhineland partners.
Given proper attention delegated to the independent miners of the Tau regions, and some additional buildup of our blocaderunner fleet of medium transports, I estimate that our market share in the region could be easly expanded.
As always, I'm sending the books of the Black Prince attached for review.
First and foremost I'd like to express my heartfelt thank you for your sparing no efforts of resources to effect our rescue from the pirates. I have also been briefed by mr Roberts, that despite my earlier beliefs not a single soul was lost during my unforunate imprisonment.
I have... also been told about... mr Bellock's prank that... gave us some rather stiff problems. The pirates seemed to have the foresight to test the delivered rations on us first! I'll get back at the bugger, who... I'll get you, mr Bellock, for that. See if I don't.
I also understand, that mr Roberts conducted himself most commendably during my abscence. With management's permission, I would like to transfer the position of captain of the Black Prince, thus far held my myself, to him as a reward.
As far as I hear from the hospital staff around here, me and the rest of the lads will be okay, and fit as a fiddle in a few days.
I'm afraid the Empress fared far worse, and her position in open space virtually unshielded so close to that neutron star corroded her fiercely. Without a clocer inspection I cannot at this point say if a general overhaul or straight out replacement would be the less costly way to go about her repairs. At the very least I recommend pulling her from regular duties for the time being.
Yours,
Thomas Kirkland
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Comm ID: Engineer 2nd class Donald Douglas
Access point: B Complex Spacer Motel, Thomas Kearny Spaceport, Planet Cambridge, Cambridge
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Exploration and Security Division
CC: Action Report
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Oi, boss
There's this report I'm told I need to lodge with you.
Well, we were scrambled at 1700 and were to randevouz with the Lionheart, and the Donnington transport ships as well as other ExSec units at Freeport 1. We were to stand by at the Freeport while the transports would proceed to the nearby spatial anomaly for the exchange.
Our understanding was, that at the same time the corsair group claiming responsibility for the kidnapping of our transport ship also assembled it's forces at an undisclosed location.
Deal went off without a hitch. The two transports carrying the ransom money, and the Empress Matilda (on tow, since her engines, or as I hear most of her systems were damaged, or disabled) were soon back on our scanners and speeding towards the tradelanes, where we rejoined them and provided close escort back to the corporate bases in Bretonia.
With us securing the transports, the D.O.'s plan was free to step up to the second stage. At our signal, a fleet of Mandalorian mercenaries contracted for this exact purpose, and thus far concealed in an asteroid field in the spatial anomaly's vicinity, burst out from concealment and attacked the retreating pirates. I must say it was a stroke of brilliance turning the tables on these lowlives.
The Corsairs' inability to protect their transport soon proved them braggards about their much flaunted fighting skills. Still, the battle between our Mandalorians and the remaining Corsairs was fierce and continued to rage on for a long time.
When the transports were safely docked at our corporate bases, we were swiftly scrambled again to escort the Lionheart once again to the Omegas in an attempt to recover the ransom money from the pirate transport's wreckage.
Unfortunately, the Mandalorian battle was raging far out from the usual traderoutes, and we could pick up their signals very faintly. mr MacLean gave the order for ExSec to spread out and comb the asteroid fields individually for the wreckage. I'm proud to say, that my instincts proved superior in this operation, and I was the first pilot to spot the signs of the battle. My scanners being much less developed than my skills, I'm afraind I was unable to pinpoint the wreck itself, on top of that I soon found myself under pursuit by the Corsairs, so my initial survey of the area was less than completely successful.
Reinforced by mr Duke, and his more powerful onboard equipment, however we were soon able to broadcast to mr Wills aboard the Lionheart that he could penetrate the asteroid fields along our vector for cargo retrieval.
I hear a number of credit cards have been destroyed when the transport ship blew up, and a lot more drifted out to open space where they could no longer be located, but I say that this operation remains a great overall victory for us. Those asteroid hugger scoundrels should think twice before attempting another scheme like this with Bowex again.
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Comm ID: Captain Matthew Roberts
Access point: Hangar Bay C, Southampton Shipyard, New London
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Shipping Division
CC: Transport Report
I am quite frankly outraged, Sirs. We have been faithfully supplying a certain group in the Omegas with arms and necessities, and this is how they repay it:
This gunboat opened fire on our blocade runner smack in the middle of Bretonia.
Sirs, if I don't see the severed bleeding head of this bastard, I ain't hauling anything to those traitorous scum again. No way, no how. Chances are they'll just shoot us with it anyway.
The[color=white] White Cliffs
Business Transcription Log.
CommID: Captain Jonas Elijah Edwards
Message Source: The White Cliffs Captain Suite
Message Target: Borderworlds Exports Board of Directors
Message CC: Bretonian Mining & Manufacturing Board of Directors
It is with great pride that I bring to you this first report from operations aboard The White Cliffs. The maiden voyage went swimmingly and I could not have been happier for ship and crew.
All contracts through Bowex have transferred over to the Barge, and many more were filled out today. The Bowex portion of the bankroll was received
along with the donations by the private parties in excess of one hundred million credits (100,000,000), totaling initial bankroll of 250,000,000 credits for operations.
The day couldn't have been better. Ex/Sec pilots, BMM miners and those freelancing for BMM, even BAF were on hand to witness the unveiling and maiden flight of The White Cliffs. Business was incredibly brisk from the moment she embarked, and soon a bustling economy was revolving through the area, along with none-too-few onlookers witnessing the awesome sight of The White Cliffs.
At the end of the day, many new contracts were signed by miners, and a couple of haulers were also put under contract. Details can be forwarded to The White Cliffs executive board members upon request. A list below shows the units bought and sold, and to whom. Prices are purposely left for the protection of our clients and their individual contracts.
Gold ore Bought (Seller - Units)
Miner_3125 - - - - - 3884 units
Tom.Bombadil - - - - 4795 units
Jonah.Hex - - - - - 2716 units
Fru - - - - - - - - 1422 units
Kinder.Dynomite - - 2749 units
Meekan - - - - - - - 1225 units Total Ore Purchased- 16791 units
Gold ore SOLD (Buyer - units)
VASUV - - - - - - - 1300 units Total Ore Sold - 1300 units
There are currently 15,941 units of Gold Ore aboard, and approximately 127,264,129 Sirius Credits on board.
To a brighter tomorrow.
Captain J. Elijah Edwards
Master of The White Cliffs
[Date : 04/09/18, 08.37 pm]
[Place : New London Borderworld Export HQ, shareholders meeting]
The applauses that greeted Ian Wills' warming speech were now slowly fading, until they finally melt with the ambient chats, whispers and chuckles among the guests. Although numbers, statistics and strategic talks are usually at the core of such meetings, it became a custom to wrap them into a formal party to keep attendees relaxed, and jolly. Lowered benefits in some activities are better aknowledged with a flute of wine in the hand, not mentioning the war to forget, at least for a few hours.
While he was informally chatting with Miss Harlow, who almost passed out for despair after the twentiest figure of first trismester results show, Roy felt a hand on his shoulder. Leaning slightly his head back, he heard his assistant, Carla, whispering something to him.
"-Sir, it's about time now."
"-Oh dear", replying to his guest, "they eventually got me ! Well madam, if you don't mind..."
"-Oooh Robert please. You know I will never blame you for this. Come on, your audience is waiting for you my dear."
"-Ah, I perfectly know you wont madam. But still, if you miss me too much you may blame Carla for this instead !" said Roy in a laugh, while wrapping an arm around Carla's shoulder.
"-What a monster you are, I'll blame you anyway if so !"
"-He he right, so charming she is..." agreed Robert, slightly pinching his assistant butt cheeks. She twitched a bit, but kept her corporate smile nonetheless.
From the corner of his eyes, Roy caught Wills silently urging him to move on.
"-Well, the duty is calling me again. Later, my ladies".
"-Thank god at last you depart !" chuckled Harlow. "Yes, see you later."
"-Good luck, sir", formally added Carla. Her blackened gaze wasn't enforcing her words at all, but he winked back to her anyway. And then he turned back and walked toward the speakers platform.
Approximately sixty selected vip were attending tonight, and from his point of view Robert could see them all, from mister Hunttington, hugging the buffet, as usual, to Sir Mac Hillworth, who fell asleep in the back of the conference room, as usual. Roy first cleared his throat to gather their attention again, then after silence settled in the room, he filled the scene with a loud voice, coloured with the slight remains of his libertonian accent :
"-Ladies and gentlemen, Lords, Sirs, Knights and fellows,
I remember it happened once, not so long ago, that the whole head of our company once again fled from our offices for an escapade in some dangerous spaces, already crowded, not yet ruled, and therefore favourable for flourishing business. Some would say, we are not supposed to lead Borderworld Export on the field, but rather by sitting our desks. And of course, most of the time we gladly do so. Still it became our favourite sport, since fortunately there is no more horses on Leeds to practise that boring polo thing. Dear BMM fellows, I owe you one."
Roy paused as some light or forced chuckles raised in the back.
"-So as I said, we were back to Bretonia, heading to Liberty, with hauls filled with fine gallian tobacco, when we received an interesting information on our party channel : it seemed that a Hogosha heavy vessel got lost in Dublin and, with the common rudeness of them all, was asking the miners around an outrageous contribution to his fuel expenses for his way back. I let you imagine the dilema among our cotery : should we have stick to the money plan to Pittsburg, or politely show the kusarian the nearest exit ? And at some point, one voice, namely Matthew Roberts' one, raised above all : we don't we do both ?
Why. Don't. We. Do. Both. This is exactly what we did. And this is exactly what Borderworld Export is about : why shouldn't we have it all ? Since it foundation in 66 A.S., Borderworld Export never deviated from it's purpose, that is exploration, discovery, expansion, and profit for Bretonia, for ourselves, and for the bunch of greedy shareholders you all are of course !"
Chuckles again, although Wills and his natural reserve strongly suggested him to stop being so colloquial. Roy nodded before resuming his talk.
"- Well, having it all. This vision, Roberts for sure totally get it. A true bretonian at heart, dedicated to profit and the Queen - god bless her-, Roberts also proved his skills numerous times since then. Sharp businessman, brave and charismatic captain, gifted with an extensive knowledge of all routes and all trades in half of the galaxy, our best contact to Rheinlander goldsmiths, he performed the most dangerous deliveries, cheated death countless times, and still can count his sales profit after two bottles of whiskey. Not forgetting his capital role in some of our most important contracts, and in the set up of rescue operation for the Empress Mathilda, lost to the corsairs' claws. Few men can brag about such qualities and past.
But, above all of this, Roberts have this vision we share, and the pugnacity that Borderworld Export seek and need to make our future even brighter. For this all and as such, it's a true pleasure and honour for me to announce his promotion to the grade of department manager, and his access to the inner circle of Borderworld Export. So let's all congratulate our new peer, and raise our glasses to his very promising career. Come on Matthew, come to me old chap !"
Applauds and cheers thundered again as Roy left the platform and walked toward his collegue and friend with arms open wide.
"-Welcome in the family, my friend."
Roy huged him, both of them surronded with congratulations and the deafening noise of clapped rich hands. Then, the orchestra raised it's voice and the chats ran again. Once Roberts was done with all the casual handshakes in such circumstances, Roy took him closer again. And he whispered :
"-Now Matthew, you really should take a couple of weeks of hollidays. Because when you'll be back, we'll transmit you the files. No, not thoses files. The other files."
Incoming transmission.
[Date : 04/06/18, 17:25 pm]
[Place :Freeport one]
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Good day gentlemen, board of directors this is Captain Liam Adama commanding the ship Bowex) Walpole this evening I finished our agreement with the neo| Vikings. First I left Bowex headquarters after several days of inactivity due to the special cargo. I first hid the guns in the little storage hold under the main cargo bay in case of customs check spotted it. I also laden up with basic alloy so as not to look suspicious when passing customs in Cambridge. After flying through New London I quickly was asked by a small cargo ship to "loan" him 800,000 credits after pointing him towards either cibic or Lancelot banks I left him where I headed to our prearranged meeting place Freeport one. Which I was grateful for the zoners No fire zone since a corsair transport flew up but as soon as the contact screen lit up with the neo| Vikings diplomat "Jarl" fled. After giving the guns and receiving the bonus of the delivery he left. Here is the Images from the Walpole documenting the entire meeting.
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Source: Liberty, Planet Denver, aboard the Lionheart
Sender: Ian Wills, Acting Director of Operations
Target:
CC: Bowex Archive
Topic:
Well gents, another day, another pinball adventure to Freital accomplished. Considering I had to use the Shire, since the Percheron is still in the shipyard (darn that thing, it breaks down too often), I made quite some nice profit.
I shipped mining machinery to our Hessian friends, for about 800 credits per cargo unit, and then collected the Red Gems, and took them directly to Denver. Some small "fee" was payed to the dockmaster, and they were filed as "industrial drill bits, grade 3". Just some creativity at work.
Now, I'll collect some military vehicles for our boys on Leeds to use.
Well gents, been a while since I last reported here. I've been hauling to Rheinalnd and back a lot.
Evetually I went to Liberty with some refugees that needed evacuation from Leeds.
I dropped them off at planet Pittsburgh. Then I picked up some gate/lane parts and set off for the TAU 31 construction site. I had to run the Kusari blockade. but pah. those kusari fools cant aim worth a bloody damn.
I dropped off the parts at the construction site, picked up some minerals. forgot which ones, and delivered them to Lancaster after running the blockade again. Then I went back to Scarborough station, finally home.
But no time to doddle around. We loaded up on super alloy. As I am writing this, we are enroute to Ilgostadt station, Munich
This is, actually my first report... scary. Well anyhoo, I am glad to say we have completed seven transport runs. I won't go into detail, I can't really be bothered. All you need to know is I met one hostile and I actually sweet talked my way out. Quite a charming pirate. I have not sent the funds of the trips, instead I donated 200 million credits from my ship to the Victoria.I.
The runs where mainly to Fort Bush station in New York, Liberty and Ilgostadt station, Munich. Both gold, the Miners in dublin did want a experianced tradesmen to handle their cargo. I was glad to accept. The other three runs where just to different Liberty stations.
... She sighs ...
I would post some images but I, again, can't be bothered.
I am glad to announce the opening of our equipment storage ship. Its title is Bowex)BA-779. It houses, UAU VIII x6, Best Scanning, Best Sheild, Best Weapons and general equipment. Its open to any new piots among Bowex ranks.
Additionally, I have finally set up my Ex/Sec vessel, its very basic and not combat worthy but is excellent for Scouting and disrupting the enermy.
Lastly, I have done three additional trade runs and have earned 17 million credits in profit. 1.7 million credits has been sent to the Victoria.I. No pirates were encountered on my journey to Rheinland.
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