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Comm ID: Juanes buonocore
Location: Crete
Today our homeland was invaded by Maltese forces. Daniela Ferucci and I quickly catched up to aid our borders defenders. Somehow Maltese forces managed even to survive to show up in front of Crete (That's with gunship, bomber and fighter!). We took them down quite fast as they weren't people able to stand against the Brotherhood.
After that Daniella offered me to visit Sigmas - "Nice views, Juanes, those gas clouds look awesome, and we may get some money around". We entered Sigma-17, but here I felt some disease and decided to take a short stay on Atka for medical check. After check I bought some marijuana and went to Crete to enjoy fiesta - victory, for Crete! Daniela left for Sigmas, though... I'm not even sure to where.
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Comm ID: Juanes buonocore
Location: Battleship Fez
Today we flew out with gunboat el Madvilliano
did a patrol in omicron gamma , where we encountered a small transport with freelancer id and nomads on board.
after several attempts to peruade the captain to cut his engines , he still went on .
we had no other option left then to take him down .
as we continued our patrol we met a couple of zoners in omega 49 who where most friendly
then when i was about to set course to the dublin jump hole we encountered a lone bounty hunter flying a bomber
after he took out several titans from another patrol , we decided to engage since he would not reply on our hails
or hold off his fire
a few rounds of madvillianos turrets put an end to his deeds , making the way to dublin jumhole clear
after arriving in dublin it didnt take long to find a mercenary transport , filled up with gold ore
i asked him for a small tax of 5 mill , he did not comply so we decided to open fire , and stock up with all the loot we could get , destroying the remains
on our way back to gamma , we ran into a IND large transport ship
they ignored our request to cut engines , talking most hostile towards us instead
after treatening us with "whiping out crete" our decision was fastly made , after a short struggle , our guns breached the ind hull , leaving no survivors
set course back to fez , to resupply and take a rest ,
From: Pablo''Zorba''Escobar, Rhodes Shipyard Bar, Omicron 91
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I was on a way back to Omicron Gamma when I recived message about incoming ion storm. I changed my course to Cadiz base where I had to stay few days.
Yesterday, I left my temporary home - Cadiz base, because I recieved transmission about Bounty Hunter's gunboat enganging one of our ships in Omega-7.
I immediately went to Omega 7 and jumped. I was picking up hostile ship on my long range scanners and one Corsair ship. I helped my amigo and I destroyed Bounty Hunter with no mercy.
Last thing I heard from him was screaming in pain because of decompression in his cockpit.
Situation seemed calm so we moved to Omega 3 to collect fees for protection sometimes called by traders taxes. As we were taxing transport convoys which were passing through somebody got into our territory and was taxing traders under our ''protection''.
It was Outcasts Gunboat class Tridente. We didnt hesitate and attacked him viciously. It was brutal fight but I was victorious. I killed him and I saw only big explosion.
My ship had some damage so I decided to go back. I communicated with Cadiz and they told me Omicron Gamma is available finally so I landed at Crete and went to bar to have some tequilas. For now, Adios amigos.
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[color=#660000]Si, I have seen some wierd things happening today. Went out for a patrol from Crete, Gamma looked clear so I jumped into Theta. Saw a few hermanos and a zoner, but nothing of note till I hit something near Planet Pygar.....
Looks like a bunch of ships were hitting an Order Osiris, I stood back at a safe distance and watched as they slowly destroyed the Osiris, which went up in a flash. They then identified themselves as Reapers of Sirius, And I started listening, they ignored me thankfully. A few bits of information I gathered may be useful for you Senors, Si?
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Comm ID: Rafael Montoya
Location: Crete
Today was a hugely successful day. Hugely successful. Everything went right, everything was dandy.
Obviously, the jist of it is that we got together as a group and caused some destruction and laundered some stuff while we were at it. We did so not once, but twice today, both excursions encountering more success than could be expected from what were essentially fairly risky ventures.
The first excursion involved a collection of Sails and Brotherhood members as well as a few independent pilots such as representatives of Tito Vendetta's estate. We swept Omega 7, Omega 3, Cambridge and Dublin, experiencing large successes with all of our encounters. Hermano Skyelius and Valentine participated crucially in the search for miners in Cambridge's beryllium fields, whereas Gonzales was there in the pirate transport, the Angry Barnacle, to pick up the many, many pieces. So many pieces in fact, that Gonzales had to trek back to Omega 5 to pick up the Boveda, another pirate transport, to fill up with more Beryllium.
The illicitly gained beryllium ore was distributed to a passing trade vessel, who accepted a deal to ship the Beryllium ore to its proper destination. We were of course, richly rewarded for our troubles...
We had a few problems with resistance on the part of the Bretonians. A trio of poorly trained BIS| tagged challenger bombers, armed to the teeth with nova torpedoes. Surprisingly, they didn't have any supernova cannons between them, and this quickly became their downfall. On the very first salvo, one of them took another out with friendly fire. One more died to their own explosions before the last was put out of action by by his own torpedoes, with no more of his buddies to space. A fitting end, but it left me thinking that we wouldn't have to have been there for them to simply explode of their own volition.
The Wilde did make a brief appearance on the scene with a pair of Scorpion gunboats, but they appeared to think the better of it, faced by five of us. No communication passed between us.
However, almost as soon as we had freed up the cargo-space of the Boveda and Barnacle, new targets made themselves known. The Joker and one of his drones had appeared in Omega 5, evidently spoiling for a fight. And a fight we gave him, kicking him and his machine-friend back to Ronneburg. He made good his escape, and we continued with our day.
We looked to continue our run of good fortune, and good hunting grounds made themselves easily known. Dublin was bursting at the seams with people, and we assumed, rightly as it turned out, that a few would be miners. Of course, most hid away as they detected our approach, but we caught a few of them out. As we moved in, our numbers allowed us to hit both of the most popular mining spots at once, and both had treasure to yield.
Where the Boveda was going, a pirate transport had just finished looting the miners for himself. Luckily for us, we intercepted and demanded his ill-gotten gains. Of course, he refused. His loadout was superior to that of the Boveda's, but it was of no consequence as the extra guns of a pair of Titan's secured his fate as spacedust. Of course, we took the gold ore that survived his explosion.
Just as that situation was resolved, the other group notified the Boveda that it had more ore sitting in space! It was inside the hull of a mining ship, but that wasn't a great problem. The miner complied with our demands, and we went on our merry way back to Cadiz.
Our hermanos were all paid their fair dues for the successful cargo-piracy, and we rested.
Little did I know there would be round two, started off nicely by the Coalition jumping the Karl Marx into our laps. We did pay a small price... the Cazadora was knocked out by enemy fire before the Artemis could administer emergency repair supplies. However, with the arrival of both the Artemis and the Memoria, along with the cruise disruptor platform that was the Cannonera, the Karl Marx bore the brunt of two battleship's worth of fire. The rest is history.
The Artemis returned to Omicron Gamma along with the limping Cazadora, which was partially being towed and partially under its own power. In my opinion, a small price to pay.
And so started the second excursion. This consisted of Sephardi, Gonzales, myself, Zorro de Plata as well as the independant pilots Errante and El Toro Loco. Much success was had, again in fact. Though the numbers in Omega 7 were low, there were other pastures to tame, including an unfortunate set of miners and trade ships. Yet more gold ore, even some luxury consumer goods to sink our teeth into. Metaphorically of course, those goods are uncommon here on this, our arid homeworld.
A small task force of Bretonian law enforcement was repulsed in New London too, adding to the success. Zorro de Plata scored two of the three kills, both on the light fighters, with Errante dispatching the third using a skilled supernova blast.
We moved on to Leeds, and after a brief encounter with the hauler of the aforementioned luxury consumer goods, swiftly departed Bretonia to the Tau systems. While in Tau 23, I was contacted by a member of the Colonial Remnant, one of the group that it has been known for some time attempted to neutralize their relationship with the Outcasts. I informed him that we were simply passing through. Indeed, that was what was intended, until the opportunity for some quick credits presented itself.
Moving on to Tau 37, and after a brief stop at Freeport 10, on to Omicron Alpha, we paid a visit to our old friend the Hispania. We noticed some graffiti on it, so we decided to do a bit of redecorating. I also think Errante put some of his urine into a bottle and threw it out the airlock, but I'd rather not doublecheck.
We returned to Omicron Gamma without incident, since the Outcasts were probably asleep. Good job too, since its very late for us aswell. As we disbanded, I think I saw the members of our little escapade stagger back to their homesteads. Maybe it was the drink, but I prefer to think of it as fatigue.
Oh, and we have a new member of the Brotherhood folks! But I'm not at Liberty to say just yet who that is. Stay tuned.
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Comm ID: Ramirez Gonzales
Location: Islay Base, Endinburg System Bretonia Space
Hola
Gonzales here.
Ealier today Centurion Skyelius wanted to bring a shipment of H-Fuel over to the Natures Last Hope, due to ship constraints I took the task of delivering it up to Bretonia.
The Fuel was picked up from one of our contacts in Sigma 19. And brought down to Islay base in Bretonia. Trip went smooth, I managed to contact two NLH pilots to help move the shipment to Islay in one piece. With all the recent BIS, Bretonian Armed Forces as well as the Police activity on the rise. Better to be safe then sorry.
We managed to fly without a hitch and Islay received its shipment
I shall return in a few days, th crew are going to rest up and then we'll be on our way back.
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From: Cadiz Base
ID: Centurion Valentine
Ola Amigos,
I was on a routine partol yesterday around the omega's, looking for the odd donation and generally any puta that wants to disturb our corsairs..Came across a couple of Kruger miners, and got some donations of em.
One of em called in a Bounty hunter..he was dispatched of in mere seconds. Pity my gun cams did not work because of the gas pockets in them fields.
Couple of minutes later, found a fella that claims that omega 7 is their territory. Pirate ID, claims himself ot be a Raider, or Vagrant Raider of some sort. Anyways, this puta was trying to get some credits of a miner..So I chased him off..and boy did he run.
As my day came to and end I was headin back to Cadiz. As I approached omege 5 Jumphole a Hessian jumped through...Needles to say we tango'd. Got the sausage down to no more bats, no more nanos, 10% hull integrity, and was about to light him up when my ship alarms when monkeys as my hull integrity gave way. But no of the hessians guns..Seems the little Raider puta had returned and engaged me from a blind spot.
Now, I will give them raiders my utmost attention from now on..I suggest the rest of our Brothers do the same. No only have they no honor, but they are stealing money from our targets, and took away a hessian kill from me..
Went on a little hunt in cambridge today. Headed straight to the tradelanes from the omega 5 jump hole and disrupted it. Did not have to wait long before a convoy of 3 behemoth class transports dropped out of the tradelanes. The immediatly engaged cruise engines and I fired my CD. Got them on the first shot. Before I could make any demands all 3 of them opened fire. I think they liked their odds and I must say, with 7 turrets per ship and 3 ships, I had 21 guns on me..
I started to dodge and targeted transport called xneth. I pounded it hard with my little Gladiator, taking its shields down with my tizzies, then razoring it and putting some Iron Hammer on it. Through taking heavy fire I managed to take out the first transport. Guncam Shot inserted.
I then targeted the second behemoth, whom was running to cambridge by now with the other one providing fire support. I took its shields down and its hull to almost 10% when the 3 behemoth transported over more nanobots to the one I was targeting. Seeing as we were close to Cambridge, and my bats and nanos were getting low, I decided to bug out. Pity though, I would have like to take out the second one as well..
I am back at Cadiz now, preparing my ship, and spending some time with the Chica's and rum.
I met the new recruit today. Angelo. Soto, Angelo , torro and myself proceeded with some training fights to sharpen up our skills. I must say, I was inpressed with Angelo. It seems that he will be a fine addition to the Brotherhood.
After the practice, Tinky launched her gunboat and we went on a little donation gathering trip in Dublin. We proceeded via Cambridge to New London, and then onto dublin. Heres a Trade Lane security camera shot I hacked off the system of us in the tradelane.
The donations went smoothly. There were not alot of miners around, but we did find some. The one thing that got our attention was a ruthles cruiser, with a Corsair IFF, shooting and destroying miners everywhere. His communications were short and seem to illustrate a lack of intellegence..Some communications he transmitted to miners were as follows:
" Stop or Dai"
"Give 5 mill or Dai"
We could not let a corsair fly around illustrating this kind of intellegence, so we investigated. Low and behold it was a Artificial Intelligence Cruiser, with a corsair IFF. We decided that Dublin had to be rid of this scum, and engaged it. We chased it too New London, and with the help of a Bobbie Destroyer, finally destroyed it..here is a guncam shot of it close before destruction.
AFter the destruction of this ship, we diverted back home to Gamma.
I went on a little raid into Dublin today. Not much was going on, got some donations of a miner here and there..nothing really special. Decided to head back home via leeds, and thats where I ran into 4 phantom ships. Technology I have not yet seen. My ships power sensors went off the chart as I scanned on of their ships weapons systems. They were on their way to Dublin it seems..One of their ships had a eary blue glow to it..black as night. Was a momentus occasion. After we exchanged a few words I moved onto omega 3 and then 7.
Found a lone mining ship and decided to get some donations off him..the puta paid, right as a certain Rheinland Military ship dropped out of the tradelane. A certain Thorsten Isolde. I engaged the puta but he was aided by the miner witch had transport turrets on his ship, and a nother VHF with a police IFF. With a well placed Razor shot he crippled my gladiator, and I had to eject.. Luckily a corsair patrol picked me up, and I am now resting at Cadiz in omega 5.