INCOMING TRANSMISSION
COMM ID: Deputy Provost Marshal Commissar-Commander Vicenta Gonzalez
LOCATION: CPW International, Omega-52 System
I accompanied Comrade-Captain Alvarez to Omega-3 to meet with a contact. The meeting proceeded without interruption, and valuable classified information was taken safely back to Omega-52, where it will be used for both defensive and offensive purposes.
Comm. ID: Doctor Kurt Caesera (Lt)
Location: Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 System
Priority: Low
Subject: Report
---Communications Opened---
[font=Georgia]Doctor Kurt Caesera
I noticed alot of large Reaver ships moving between Omicron Gamma and the Sigmas, not taking the bait when I tried to lure them out. It turns out they are transports, hauling for the Corsairs most likely.
I planned an ambush, recruiting a young aspiring Revolutionary on the spot in Omicron-Theta, by the name of Lea Lopez. Together we waited in Sigma-17 for the Reaver to arrive. Soon enough he jumped in and tried to run.
[color=#3992d7]SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Ah, found you. Disgusting Merc...
Lea.Lopez: Got visual.
Lea.Lopez: What a pleasure.
Crimson;Reaver: Oh dear.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: This is charming...
Lea.Lopez: There he is.
SCRA|Luis.Gellantra: Carefull
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: You know what to do Lea
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Kill him
SCRA|Viktor.Heinz: Lets go comrade Commodore.
Lea.Lopez: lets burn him comrade
Crimson;Reaver: Why am I even bothering fighting back.
Crimson;Reaver: I'll be safe in like 10 seconds.
Comrades Luis Gellantra and Viktor Heinz showed up and ordered us to pull out, we managed to escape, but Gellantra fell, taking down The Brotherhood Eagle with him.
We regrouped in Omega-52, and Heinz and I departed for Rheinland to hunt down Vice Admiral Voelkel. We couldn't find him in Hamburg, but soon located him in Hudson, along with a whole Rheinland Fleet, ready to take on a Liberty Fleet of equal size.
We watched as they mostly tore each other apart, waiting for the right moment to strike. Eventually the Rheinland Military bested the Liberty Navy, and Voelkel himself challenged me.
He was a good pilot, with a great aim, his ship was half the size and twice as fast, but I did put some hurt into him before he hit me with a mine.
I will get him next time, without fail.
- Dr Caesera
---Communications Terminated--
Doctor Kurt Caesera - Lieutenant in the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army.
Education: Studied at Cambridge University, Trained to be a medical practitioner at Chesterton Medical School.
Trained in ship maintenance, basic pilot and combat skills at the Coalition Hong Kong Training Facility.
Operations: Gold Thirteen, Gold Squadron
Medical Team, CPW-Trotsky
Zhukovsky Medical Centre, Zhukovsky Station
Comm. ID: Doctor Kurt Caesera (Lt)
Location: Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 System
Priority: Low
Subject: Report
---Communications Opened---
[font=Georgia]Doctor Kurt Caesera
I did some patrols around Bretonia, sneaking about looking for pirates or that pesky Admiral. I jumped into Dublin to see a BAF Bomber interrogating a Hogosha Pirate. I was unsure at first, but the ship, the suspicious name and the location led me to believe this one was guilty.
[color=#3992d7]SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Ah, got one
Golden.Raider: Oh wow
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: because if you were a good, xenophobic little Kusarian, you would be staying at home
Golden.Raider: Greetings Mr.Caesera
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: A disgusting little pirate...
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: and not messing around in Bretonia
Golden.Raider: I'm not a pirate!
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Need help destroying him Capt?
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Oh, cause you are here to mine, right?
Golden.Raider: *sighs*
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: no, I believe I can do this on my own
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: I small a lie, you're in a criminal ship, in foreign space
Don't use F1 or disconnect when interacting with other players.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: I insist...
Golden.Raider: this is not a criminal ship
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Yes it is
Golden.Raider: it's just transport
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Well known Z-Line
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: and before your little friend comes to bail you out
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Used by criminals across Sirius
Golden.Raider: I don't know him
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: You aren't fooling anyone pirate scum
Golden.Raider: This are Coalition manners Mr.Casera?
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: These are Coalition orders, you made yourself a target, prepare to pay for it
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Your crimes against the people are many
Golden.Raider: We have some talking here Mr.Caesera
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: You aren't going to worm your way out of this one
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: no, indeed you aren't
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Golden Raider
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Clever name
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Too obvious, and you condemned yourself
Golden.Raider: Should I call myself Little.Pony?
BAF|Capt.Robert.Jones.: I am going to give you one chance to surrender
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Call yourself whatever you like, you're going to die
I fired some shots and damaged his ship, forcing him to land on the Battleship Hood.
Next I rendezvoused with Commander Broch in the CPW-Chernobyl, we headed into Magellen to protect the traders there. We quickly found three Hackers (one more joined soon after) at the Freeport, obviously pirates, who were bothering some traders.
Eric.Knox.: Got an insurance for that cargo?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: My my my....
[*USI*]Richfield[M]: Daniel: Depends how much the insuracne is...
Boris.Grishenko: Do you think the IMG would allow us to sell insurance here at FP4?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: hackers.
Elektra.King: I don't recommend it
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: I say leave the Universal alone, turning around, and heading back to Mactan.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: That might be the wisest choice, da?
Boris.Grishenko: dont see a lot of coalition around, wanna make this personal?
Eric.Knox.: I say mind your business whoever you are
Boris.Grishenko: because what i see here is one versus three.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Commander Angelica Broch of the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army.
[*USI*]Richfield[M]: Daniel: Nice title...
Eric.Knox.: And a gunboat
Boris.Grishenko: perhaps commander angelica broch should stay in her coalition revolutiary home.
Elektra.King: Go on Richfield on your way.
Eric.Knox.: Safe flight
[*USI*]Richfield[M]: Daniel: *nods* Thank you.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Did you honestly pay them?
Boris.Grishenko: Nobody was paid anything.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: So you didn't pirate him?
Boris.Grishenko: Its a neutral zone, but you wouldnt know about neutrality, would you?
Elektra.King: No, as per our agreement with IMG
Eric.Knox.: You don't seem to be welcome here
Boris.Grishenko: not even the IMG likes you eh? *cackle*
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Neither are Gateway...
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Damn double-standards.
Eric.Knox.: So what is your business here?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: What is yours?
Boris.Grishenko: a bit rude to ask that in someone's home.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: I agree. So don't ask me.
Boris.Grishenko: You claim magellan is your home?
Eric.Knox.: You live here?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Liberty is my home.
Boris.Grishenko: Not anymore.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Are you so sure?
Eric.Knox.: This is not Liberty, you know
Boris.Grishenko: welcome to the borderworlds, Hacker territory.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Fancy that.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: So you are pirates?
Elektra.King: Nothing as ugly as that.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: This calls for some executions.
Boris.Grishenko: Hackers? Pirates? Nah, Disgruntled office slaves.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: We call those pirates, son.
Boris.Grishenko: We call those freedom fighters.
Elektra.King: So by your reckoning most employee's for Liberty Corporations are pirates?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: We're the freedom fighters. And we're doing it without endangering innocents.
Boris.Grishenko: I bet...
Boris.Grishenko: so what are you gonna do? attack us?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Maybe.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: You are classified as 'other hostile vessels'.
Boris.Grishenko: Mmm
Boris.Grishenko: got any more of your flunkies coming along for the ride?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Flunkies? Nyet.
Eric.Knox.: So you fight for freedom by shooting at anything marked hostile?
Death: Ralphy was killed by a hostile vessel.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Don't you do the same?
Boris.Grishenko: Nope.
Death: |StahL-HammeR| was killed by a hostile vessel.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: You religiously prosecute Ageira.
Eric.Knox.: No, not really
Boris.Grishenko: We only ask them their credits.
Boris.Grishenko: and ageira can live if they hand over their cargo.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: I see.
Boris.Grishenko: we also have a policy of protecting the pods we ''harvest''
Boris.Grishenko: whats wrong guys? shooting innocent civilians?
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Nyet.
SCRA|CPW-Chernobyl: Bones. You may fire when ready at the pirates.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Awesome
We opened fire, and I weakened them as Broch picked them off, first a Light Fighter, and then a mouthy bomber. Soon a Hacker Gunboat and another fighter arrived and we were forced to flee into Leeds and back home into the Omegas.
- Dr Caesera
---Communications Terminated--
Doctor Kurt Caesera - Lieutenant in the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army.
Education: Studied at Cambridge University, Trained to be a medical practitioner at Chesterton Medical School.
Trained in ship maintenance, basic pilot and combat skills at the Coalition Hong Kong Training Facility.
Operations: Gold Thirteen, Gold Squadron
Medical Team, CPW-Trotsky
Zhukovsky Medical Centre, Zhukovsky Station
Comm. ID: Doctor Kurt Caesera (Lt)
Location: Zhukovsky Station, Omega-52 System
Priority: Low
Subject: Report
---Communications Opened---
[font=Georgia]Doctor Kurt Caesera
I heard that Admiral Hobart was out and about, so I decided to hunt him down again. He wasn't too hard to find, but he was protected by Planet Cambridge's defences, so I led him up out of the way, where we could duel again.
[color=#3992d7]SCRA|Dr.Caesera: I have found you again!
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: Be carefull lad.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: That was close
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: This is well defended place, for a hitman.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: No fun, come and face me again
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: Again? How many times I will have to face you before you...
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: As long as it takes
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: I will win this time though
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: You are eager to get that, promotion, or reward.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Yes, this is my new life now
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Might as well be the best at it
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Higher?
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: If you says so. Higher you get, more time you will spend in escape pod.
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: Drifting back home.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: I am confident I will win
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: Well, I dont know why you say that.
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: I swear, those Legionnaires are crazy things.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Yeah, crazy Corsairs
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Ready for me?
BAF|Adm.James.Hobart: Check it out. Dance, 'comrade'.
SCRA|Dr.Caesera: Here I come!
We fought for a good few minutes, I caught him with a couple of mines, though I did stupidly detonate one of my own next to me. He had good Mini Razor aim, though eventually I rammed him and got him with a mine.
- Dr Caesera
---Communications Terminated--
Doctor Kurt Caesera - Lieutenant in the Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army.
Education: Studied at Cambridge University, Trained to be a medical practitioner at Chesterton Medical School.
Trained in ship maintenance, basic pilot and combat skills at the Coalition Hong Kong Training Facility.
Operations: Gold Thirteen, Gold Squadron
Medical Team, CPW-Trotsky
Zhukovsky Medical Centre, Zhukovsky Station
Source: Lieutenant Jayce Brooks
Location: Battleship Isis, Omicron Minor system
Subject: Confirmed Kills
On my patrols on the Credit and my Insurgent the past few days, I have racked up a pair of kills, one of which is the destruction of a Rhienland Military officer, and the other one was a member of the Phantom Empire. Some material used in the construction of the Phantom ship prevented a detailed scan, but I do have confirmation of the kill.
INCOMING TRANSMISSION
COMM ID: Sub-Lieutenant Konstantin Petrovin
LOCATION: Battleship Isis, Omicron Minor System
Earlier today I launched on Alert Status to a Corsair intruder in Omega-52. Said pilot, a "Pix" by name, found himself engaged with Tovarisch Williams. After doing a bit of damage, he began to flee towards Omega-5 where the rest of us caught up. The CPW Havana was there to witness the rather short fight in which both Pix and Tovarisch Scott ate each others' mines. Scott was recovered; less can be said of his adversary.
With the threat diffused I RTB'd with the promise of a mission briefing in one hour. I was there for it, as it turned out to be a raid into Omicron Gamma. We set out, with both the Havana and the Social Credit in the formation, but were sorely lacking targets. We were well on our way to Omicron Minor when a Corsair named "Ivan Shepard" appeared going in the opposite direction. We quickly set after him, but the coward just barely managed to make planetfall on Crete before we could dispatch his vessel.
After being involved in a rather lengthy escort mission with an incapable Corsair defector, and having three Outcasts kick up dust behind them as they fled to the local Freeport, Tovarisch Williams and I rendezvoused with the Havana and Social Credit in the Alaska System where the TCG had apparently tucked away a hidden Osiris-class Battleship. After re-stocking there, we set upon a single Liberty Navy dreadnought called the LNS Yorktown. Our two capital ships were primarily focused with each other, but it was nevertheless thrilling while strewing mines in front of the command deck. Needless to say the Yorktown died in hardly a fraction of the time it must have taken the Libertonians to construct her. A pity; fine machine, just serving the wrong purpose. Now I suppose it's serving as a decoration in front of Juneau.
The Havana suffered severe damage but despite the Navy's best, lackluster efforts managed to fly back to Omicron Minor where we intend to exploit the Order's extensive shipyards and effect repairs. I turned in at the Isis, awaiting the departure of the Havana in order to serve as escort.
-----INCOMING TRANSMISSION----- Comm ID: Commander Angelica Broch
Location: Chernobyl
Recipient: Coalition High Command
Privet Comrades,
We did some advance recon in the Liberty systems. We encountered a series of Lane Hackers and Vagrant Raiders in the California system. After they pirated a Universal shipping transport, we decided to open fire. We killed one before the ion storm hit. I don't plan on decloaking anytime soon.
For the Revolution!
-----TERMINATING TRANSMISSION-----
"THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED AND THESCIENCEIS LEAKING OUT!"
INCOMING TRANSMISSION
COMM ID: Premier Alvin Katz of the Coalition
LOCATION: Office of the Premier – Omega-52
TARGET ID: Every Coalition Home
It is a wonder that our enemies, the self appointed rulers, the cowering Elders, and the sycophants of a bygone era of decadence and corruption, never had a premonition that one day the brave souls of the people they oppressed would one day take up arms and fight back.
No longer the weary ghosts of past glory, the Valiant SCRA are once again on the offensive, driving those that oppose us back with stunning victories that have rocked a placating Sirius with unrelenting, and unapologetic fury.
Our forces intend to affix their seal upon enormous changes that have shaped this year in the sector-wide situation.
It is an era of capitalistic wars, of Fascist dictators like Silvan and Reinhardt. It is an era of the despotic Eldars of Crete, clutching onto their wealth and cackling like hyenas. It is the era when the opportunist leaders of Liberty and Bretonia look down upon their own people with ironic condescension. Parliamentarian and trade union functionaries that lack conviction, or a justified moral stance.
It is the era of revolution.
From this moment all genuine revolutionists, heirs to the spirit of Marxism, set the creation of a new order as their task. An irreconcilable revolutionary struggle against capitalist society. The war unleashed by imperialism knocked the entire capitalist world out of its equilibrium. All questions were starkly revealed as questions of the revolution. The old revolutionary patch-sewers brought into play all their skill in order to preserve a semblance of former hopes, old deceits, and old organization. In vain. War – not for the first time in history – turned out to be the mother of revolution.
What a joy it is to live and to fight in such times!
Glory to our Revolutionary Army, and luck to its commanders, Commodore Gellentra and Captain Alvarez.
For the Great Leader, for the Revolution!
Premier Alvin Katz
Премьер-министр Элвин Кац
Volgograd
Sirius Coalition Revolutionary Army
Революционная Армия Коалиции Сириуса
I'm sorry I didn't get this report in yesterday, but after the damage my bomber took, it took the technicians a while to recover the data from the ship's computer.
Yesterday, after leaving base, I decided to go fill in the gaps in our information on Omicron Gamma. Because of the size of the force the Corsairs usually keep there, it's normally hard to get close to anything. After I arrived in the system, things seemed unusually quiet, so I moved closer to the bases, hoping to get detailed scans. On my way to Tripoli, I saw a Corsair fighter in the distance. I decided to engage, since leaving him alive would give him a chance to raise the alarm against me. He proved lacking in ability, choosing to fly straight at me. The engagement was short. This is the comm log of the engagement.
After he was dealt with, I quickly moved to get my scans before they noticed that he had failed to check in. My first stop was at Tripoli shipyard, which I scanned as quickly as I could. I noted the absence of any construction facilities for large vessels, which strikes me as odd. Perhaps they construct their smaller craft there? Either that, or the name is a deliberate attempt at obfuscation.
From there, I moved on to Skiros Station. Judging by the extensive industrial facilities, the berth for large vessels, and the presence of a food-producing biodome, I surmise that this facility is of great economical and military importance to the Corsairs. Also present at Skiros was a fighter bearing a Police IFF named BrownBear. He made no effort to communicate with me, and moved off as I arrived. I believed he was also engaged in an intelligence gathering operation and wished to avoid detection.
Guncam footage of both stations follow. The more detailed scan data has been transferred to the relevant parties.