Incoming Transmission... Comm ID: Flieger Engelhard Sulzer
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Sulzer reporting in,
I'm currently on Solarius station in Omega-11 after responding to a distress call from a miner. 'Joe Marion' was the call sign of the miner in distress, as he claimed there were two Hessian pirates after him. The entire situation was rather confusing however; the miner also claimed a Corsair distracted the Hessians for him.
I quickly proceeded to the last known location of the supposed threat, where they still sat, idly chatting with the Corsair. Both parties quickly took notice of my presence, but not for long as two Hessian fighters were in a bit of a word-slinging contest with the Corsair vessel which appeared to be a gunboat classed vessel. As tension mounted between the Corsairs and the Hessians, they were about to flee, most likely due to lack of firepower.
I had almost laid back and taken a sigh of relief, at which point the Fraulein Castilla decided to shoot off at the mouth, taunting the Hessians about how she enjoy watching a lone Rheinwehr pilot dispose of them. At this point the Hessians were staring me down, I felt I had to defend the Rheinwehr's honor, and let's not forget even though they had failed, piracy was attempted. I offered the Hessians one last chance to escape their fate, and my offer was met with laughs and mockery. From then on, it was obvious what conclusion this meeting would come to.
Rather than give them time to formulate a plan I quickly moved in to engage, hoping to save myself any further disadvantages. As the engagement went on I noticed the Hessian I neglected to target wasn't repairing his hull from the radiation damage, so I attempted a quick target switch in order to surprise him, successfully I might add. Without any extra pressure on my six the second Hessian was quickly dispatched without much trouble.
As I was lacking firepower or any nearby bomber support, I was fortunate that Fraulein Castilla made a hasty exit after the destruction of both Hessian vessels. I immediately returned to Solarius with the miner unharmed or pirated, where my vessel has nearly finished being repaired for minor damages received.
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This is the report about today's Texas strike. We scrambled our fleet in the Hamburg orbit and were lead into Texas by Vizeadmiral Putzkammer. We had a large force of capital ships and a bunch of fighters to face the Libertonians. We went to the NY jumpgate after we reached the Texas system and started the blocade. Our enemies needed a lot of time to scramble their forces, however they came with a huge battle group to face the Kanzler's fleet. The fighter wings were separated into 2 groups, I was ordered to take command of one. It was a huge fight, with many losses on both sides. The fighters were focused to take out every enemy bomber, which might damage our capital ship support, which was focused on taking down the LNS.
Subject: Field report
Location: New Berlin
Sender: Gefreiter Erwin Helge
To: RMHC
Guten Abend Mein Kommandants,
Gefreiter Erwin Helge with another standard patrol report.
Today I was tasked with two patrols, one of New Berlin and one of the Hamburg system. In the hamburg patrol I encountered another embargo runner. I easily got him to abstain from his trade route and sell his cargo on Planet Hamburg. While his language was course, I had little trouble in dealing with him and his hollow threats of causing our economy to collapse without the goods he brings in.
The second patrol was a little stranger. I encountered a pilot by the name of Bighunt. It started out as a routine traffic stop. I was just going to inspect Mr.Bighunt's cargo. After asking the kapitaen to halt his ship several times with no reaction or response I started to warn him I would be forced to open fire. Still he ignored me until he was about to enter Braunschweig. I was unable to stop him from entering but I quickly destroyed the ship once I completed my jump into the system.
Incoming message...
Nature: Patrol Report Title: New Berlin Patrol two From: Fliger Martin Nelson Priority: Low Encryption Level: Low
Guten tag and long life to the Fatherland!
Today [two weeks ago, message recently recovered] I, Fliger Nelson, made several patrol rounds on the New Berlin Trade Lanes. Below shows the direction on the routes I took after leaving the Frankfurt system for my patrol. Setting up the planned patrol path, which goes counterclockwise around the Trade Lanes, I started my recording systems to monitor all incoming and outgoing transmissions in my channels.
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The majority of the patrol was uneventful, and Rhienland forces heavy in the area, as well as a large amount of trade. This was a perfect day for some pirates to cause trouble for travelers, so I linked up the Rhienland Channels. Little resistance was met, and what resistance was met consisted of unskilled criminal pilots, which I dispatched easily. Near the end of the patrol however, was a different story which will come in due time.
Early on I opened up channels with the Gunship 034X and the Cruiser Ramscheid.
Heavy Rhienland presence:
Civilian and Military Chatter:
After approximately 3 rounds around the Trade Lanes, I met my first contacts. Several Hessians, all of which I alone easily dispatched, arrested, and detained on Planet New Berlin.
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Soon enough I ran into Unioneers, whom I also arrested after an initial struggle.
However, on my way back to Planet New Berlin to turn in the Unioneers, I picked up some very strange activity nearby. I was already on my way to Planet New Berlin, and decided to go ahead and investigate this before turning in the prisoners. I was unsure of what the threat was, but intuition told me that I should have someone on standby, so I humbly requested that the gunboat 034X come along.
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A number of Unioneers were in the area. I quickly dispatched them, and 034x did as well. Something was strange, unnatural, be I continued on. Soon enough I met one Lone Hessian who watched the fight from afar. I approached him, and got the chase; whether we would come in peacefully. He rejected, I assume now that he was looking up to something, but I did not know what.
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Soon into the fight, 034X was called to deal with an emergency elsewhere, and I thought I could handle this Hessian alone. I was wrong. I became bold and cocky after taking in so many criminals that day, and I started to become overconfident. After a long bloody struggle I realized that the last two battles had drained my shield battery supplies, and I started relying on the nanobots to keep my ship from falling apart.
Soon I found out just why I had this strange feeling, the Hessian had sprung a trap. With my nanobots half depleted, a group of lesser skilled pilots ambushed me, and nearly killed me. I sent out an S.O.S. through the Military Channels I linked up as well as the public system-wide channel. No one answered for a time, then suddenly a Freelancer (Nautilus) answered the call, and assisted me. He was in a rather large trade ship with thick plating and strong shield, but slow and powerful shots. The best he could do was cause I distraction for the Hessian. I quickly realized this, and called for him to cover my retreat. To my foolishness this was in the localized channel, and the Hessian caught wind of it as I tried to make way for the Trade Lane. Several times the Hessians disabled the Lane before I could escape.
Soon though, Landers, A pilot I knew from an earlier mission, joined in the channel, and asked for a status on the patrols. I quickly sent the S.O.S. back into the Rhienland channel, and he answered the call. After what seemed like 30 minutes and an agonizing hell, he finally reached my position and transferred over nanobots to my ship.
I have provided an image to show how dire the situation was, along with the chatter before, this exact moment. This was when I was at my most vulnerable, and was the exact moment that Landers came onto the scene.
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I was able at this moment to make my escape. With disruptors chasing me from behind, I struggled to, but did, escape for Strausburg and Bonn Station. I informed Landers that the 'transport' was an assisting Freelancer, and that he answered the S.O.S. I had sent earlier. I do not know what happened after I left and was ordered to head for Frankfurt, but Landers later told me I was very Lucky and that the hessian escaped. I have no word on what happened to his lackies. I payed the Freelancer ship Nautilus for his services, then made the jump to Frankfurt. I believe if he did not answer the S.O.S., I very well could of been captured or dead. While he did not kill any Hessians, he bought me extremely valuable time in the effort, time that gave Landers the opportunity to come and cover my retreat.
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In the Frankfurt System I made my way from where I first departed towards my patrol route, and on the first Trade Lane, I was attacked by a group of a dozen Hessian pilots. Angered, I took to killing 3 off the bat, injuring two, and making a run for the station. Some fell off, and the others were destroyed by the Station Defenses. Also fighting the Hessians at the station were to suspicious "Colonial Remnant" ships. Their IFF labled them as foe, but they appeared friendly and offered to help me with the Hessians. I inquired about their group, and they were unaware of any warfare with the Nation of Rhienland. Even if they were at war with us, I did not know of it, I was unprepared to deal with them, the station defenses were not attacking them, and they were not causing any trouble. I concluded that my IFF scanner must of been damaged during my battle, and was malfunctioning.
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Finally at the station and able to rest, I took in my ship for repairs, and the cost was calculated.
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This concludes my second patrol report. For the health of our people, the Klanzer, and the Fatherland! Fliger Martin Nelson out.
Where I was born was not my choice, but where I want to be, and what, is.
[font=Verdana][color=#33CC00]SUBMITTER: [color=#FFCC00]Feldwebel Paul Landers, Rheinland Military. [color=#33CC00]RECIPIENT: [color=#FFCC00]Patrol report database. [color=#33CC00]SUBJECT: [color=#FFCC00]Battle report of 02. 02. 818.
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The younger Landers reporting, an operation of dubious success, yet I'm sure it's one that will go down to the press as a victory, considering how all the Libertonians legged it as soon as the Wraith swarm arrived.
I'm not really sure how it began, only that a lot of Rheinwehr capital ships fell under attack in Hudson. We were scrambled under Vizeadmiral Weissman to assist the big guys, who apparently faced off with even bigger enemies, with more or less success. I'd say less...
Anyway, the bloodshed was pretty much over as I got there along with four other fighters, we jumped on our old pal, the Assault-1 and this time it managed to escape intact thanks to a cruiser supplying him with nanobots. The overly generous companion of his, the LNS-Teddybear, was less lucky in that regard.
Once these two were out of the picture, we jumped on another Siege Cruiser, the Mount Fairweather. After delivering some hurt, the captain decided to drive his ship against the sun, melting his entire crew into the sun corona.
Shoulda' called this one "Mt. Doom" instead.
To each his own preferred method of death, I'd have taken being obliterated by hornvipers personally. A Junker Recycler also thought it would be nice to fire off a few bursts at Meyer, then as soon as he noticed we were done with the Libertonians, he ducked us by slamming his fighter into Atka's atmosphere.
Something must be in the air that so many of them suicided.
Anyway, as we looked around, all three or so Dreadnaughts, as well as their fighter escort were gone, leaving only one primary fleet fighter alone against Weissman, biting the dust in the process. I mean, the Libertonian bit the dust, not Weissman.. though he could too... I mean... whatever.
The point is, we probably got half of our fleet obliterated there before the backup's arrival, but the Libertonians backed their faces off from Hudson so Command sure will say it was worth losing a few thousand guys and me missing the Stuttgart vs Berlin football match.
Signed,
Feldwebel Paul Landers,
21. Kriegsmarine-Division,
Rheinwehr Hauptflotte.
Submitter:Leutnant Joachim Landers Source:Battleship Strausberg, New Berlin system. Recipient:Rheinland Military High Command Subject:Patrol reportEncryption:High
Leutnant Landers reporting about the situation in the Omega systems. Today I went out with Feldwebel Helge and Gefreiter Hollweg to Omega-7. Major Hauser from the RNC-Hansa ordered us to check those systems after hostile activity. I met with my wing at Battleship Strausberg.
Take at literally, we didn't find anything in Omega-7. The whole system was empty. Not a single miner was to be found. However, we didn't find any wrecks or other things, which refers to pirate activity. Maybe there was a temporary shut down of mining operations in that sector. No miners, no pirates, at least the system was clear. We checked both minefields.
We continued the partol to Omega 3. There wasn't any notable actions or activity. While we were heading back to Omega-7, we received new orders from Major Hauser. We were to patrol Munich and scan for military vehicle smugglers. We just arrived, when one of them jumped in. Two-three scans was runned on it and 1000 Rheinwehr Type VI assault tanks was found. After a little conversation, the trader dropped the vehicles and we secured them.
In the meantime a pirate was found in New Berlin system. It was the notorious Roger Claymore himself, in intoxication state. We were ordered to escort him out of our Vaterland. He was very... cooperating with our forces. Maybe we will see him again, so be prepared.
Submitter:Leutnant Joachim Landers Source:Battleship Strausberg, New Berlin system. Recipient:Rheinland Military High Command Subject:Patrol reportEncryption:High
Leutnant Landers reporting.
Today I was ordered by Admiral Alec Voelkel to visit Omega-7. Last time the system was empty, this time, definitely not. While I was moving in the trade lanes, my sensors picked up a hostile contact in the Walker nebula. I got some...strange signal. According to the ship's log, it was a highly coded signal, used by the Mandalorian Mercenaries. I followed, but I lost it near sector Charlie-6. So I went back to the trade lanes, when I saw another ship. It was a civilian very heavy fighter with some kind of mercenary identification. I was suprised when I detected corsair technology on the figher. It was equipped with corsair pulse cannons. I didn't know anything about him, his mission and intentions, so I ordered him to leave our territory. I was suprised when he left the system at once without any sign of disobey.
Later, I caught up with the admiral's wing, and moved out to Omega-3. I thought the system was clear like last time, but not. We detected the Mandalorian there, and a lot of Coalition vessels arrived. We were surrounded by them. Three fighters and a fafnir heavy bomber againts a pack of fighters...
They attacked us. The mercenaries decided to fight againts us with the SCRA. They took down our bomber and we lost one Wraith. Suddenly, one of the "Reavers" came and fought on our side. Suprise. The admiral and I had to defeat the remain Coalition fighters, they left 4 Odins to kill us. One of the Odins was destroyed by the "Reaver" the other one ran into the admiral's mine.
I managed to duel with one of them. Both os us suffered heavy damage, when they retreated. The fight was succesfull. We made the coalition withdraw, and we showed them that they can't just enter our territory without any consequences. But now, we must prepare our ships and pilots for the upcoming times. I think they will return with bigger forces. It's just a matter of time.
[color=#009900]ID: Vivien Schmitt [color=#009900]Rank: Oberfeldwebel [color=#009900]Target: RM Oberkommando [color=#009900]Subject: A small Texas strike
Guten Tag,
Admiral Voelkel ordered a Texas strike this evening, It was supposed to be a small fighter wing. The order was clear, destroy as many Liberty ships as possible before retreating. The Admiral lead the strike into the Texas system. We were exactly 4 fighters, the Admiral himself, Vizeadmiral Weissmann, Hauptmann Meyer and myself. We were escorted by the RNC-Mordlust and the RNC-Hindenburg.
In Texas we blocked the trade lane to the New York Jumpgate and it didn't take long before the Liberty Navy showed up. Some members of the Gold Wing and one of the regular LN were our targets now. The Admiral ordered the attack...
A huge furball started in which we slowly started to take the overhand, however the Liberty forces gained more and mroe backup. We were able to take down one of them before massive ion storms appeared. They made it unable to continue the battle so we had to withdraw...
Vizeadmiral Weissman ordered another strike into the Texas system and lead the wing by himself this time. We expected strong resistance but we only encountered the secondary fleet of the LN, a total number of 3 fighters and a Gunboat. We made sure they had an excited evening...
[font=Verdana][color=#33CC00]SUBMITTER: [color=#FFCC00]Feldwebel Paul Landers, Rheinland Military. [color=#33CC00]RECIPIENT: [color=#FFCC00]Patrol report database. [color=#33CC00]SUBJECT: [color=#FFCC00]Battle report of 16. 03. 818.
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Hello there, old men! Admirals, Majors and Leutnants... including my favorite Joachim, this is Feldwebel Paul Landers reporting!
We had a little tussle in Stuttgart today, which began with the most boring escort assignment ever!
While I was getting my new disruptor missile installed on the Moselle, a guy contacted me on long-range comms, asking for an escort. Not even remotely suspiciously of the fact that it was actually, a Barge intending to pass through Rheinland, I headed for Omega-7 as soon as my launcher was installed.
Needless to say, after suffering a slight shock caused by the ship's size, me and Feldwebel "not fat, just comfortably plush" Tauber started escorting the monstrosity to Mainz, which was its destination.
The process would have taken a considerably long time, seeing how it took me three cigarettes just to oversee the Barge trying to dock with a trade lane. Luckily, there were certain elements which made our journey more interesting.
The first one was a Corsair Titan, registered to some Bretonian terrorist organization called the Gaians, with a Universal IFF. He opened fire at Tauber who in turn, took him out with a burst or two.
About two decades later, when we reached the New Berlin gate, some random LWB peasant tried to sell us bananas for 8 million credits. We weren't too keen on his offer, so while the Barge got stuck into the jump gate, he called some buddies and they began attacking the poor hunk of junk.
Me and Tauber tried putting up a defense, but apparently supernovas work faster when applied to giant flying factories than vipers when applied to the launchers of the supernovas. Thus, the Barge was grilled and its few billion tons of copper was left for the Junkers.
I have to admit though, it made a nice explosion.
At any rate, we pursued the peasants, one of them rammed the Barge with her Nova launcher as she was about to go down, I assume she wanted to do some additional damage before she bit the dust in some sort of fanatical suicide run. The other bomber ran for it, the two fighters attempted to give us a fight but one of them died and the other ran off too.
I also ran out of cigarettes. That's about it.
Signed,
Feldwebel Paul Landers,
21. Kriegsmarine-Division,
Rheinwehr Hauptflotte.