The San Francisco now under my command, I proceeded to take her on a shake down tour of Texas, and what do we find? Not 1 Outcast ship, not 2 Outcast ships, but 3 Outcast gunships.
I mean... what!?
I swear, where are they coming from?
Well, they decided that they could not only face the San Francisco, they decided that they could destroy it too... Pathetic. The first one took 2 pulse cannons to the face, followed by a volley of Primary cannon shots.
A Heavy Mortar 3 seconds later caused him to... well, explode.
After that, the other two started to dodge, and actually managed to down our shield with a large number of Pulse cannon shots. Then one tried to come in close for a pass, and pratically swallowed a Heavy Mortar blast.
I was told the explosion was quite pretty from Houston.
Then, the third and last gunship took a missile from us straight up the... well... back shall we say.
Strange thing was, the Mississippi wasn't shootin' at 'em... I think the gunners need replacing or something.
First off, I wish to convey my gratitude for my promotion to Ensign. My only desire is to serve the Navy to the best of my ability. Secondly, my thanks go out to Lt. Commander Alexander Casero, who saw fit to recommend me to the Vice Admiral for promotion.
Moving on to the report....I started off my day by patroling the lanes of NY. Flying towards the Cali gate, I picked up a character by the name of Al.Bundy. My scans alerted me to a faint nomadic life sign stored in his cargo hold, so I quickly retraced my steps and tracked him down. It wasn't easy to catch him though. He led me on quite a trek, and with little warning, turned around and engaged me. Since I was only in an Executioner, I immediately performed evasive manuevers. Two navy officers, Alexander Casero and Jack Malrone were in Cali system, moving fast toward my position. I can still hear Casero screaming through the comms, "Evade." Boy oh boy, he didn't have to tell me twice. I love it that the Navy looks out for each other. I bet they could sense the panic in my voice because I could barely spit out more than a one word report of my situation. Finally, and with little help from me, they were able to discern my location. I was so busy evading the incessant fire from the hostile ship. I just kept telling myself, "Help will get here. Hold on for just a few seconds more."
Finally, help did arrive. Along with the two naval officers, Richard Williams assisted in the fight. Seeing that he was outnumbered, Al.Bundy attempted to flee the scene. However, I launched a consistent amount of train disruptors to drag him back into the fight. Finally, the hostile was subdued by Richard Williams and he is currently being held in a small cell awaiting questioning.
Pic of Al.Bundy being aprehended.
After that, I commenced patrol with Casero in California, where we came across Jadaan. Casero asked him to halt for scans, but he bolted clear across the system into uncharted territory. After a chase that seemed like hours, we gave him up for lost and continued our patrols.
Finally, Casero and I traveled back to New York, only to confront Project X and SirSlicey. Sirslicey, a freelancer with questionable judgement in friends, assisted a known criminal in unlawful activity. I lost track of Project X, focusing my attention on SirSlicey. Cesaro, after much debate as to the legalites of the situation, finally ordered SirSlicey out of the system and together we escorted him out of New York and into Colorado. Upon reaching Colorado, SirSlicely ran into his "pal" Project X and immediately started up a suspicuos dialogue with the criminal. I am not sure who attacked whom first, buy Casero sure was mad that this Freelancer was consorting with the criminal element right in front of us. Soon, gunfire erupted from SirSlicey and Casero, and I quickly warmed my guns up to engage.
Not long after the battle commenced, we were joined up by Lycan. Together, the three of us lit up the space so bright with gunfire, that the debris around us started glowing a dull orange. Sir Slicey was spitting out mines so fast I thought I was going to get nuked for sure, however, I somehow avoided disaster and simply tried to keep the hostile within range of my cd's. Eventually, too, this bogie went down in a flame of fury.
Pic of SirSlicey being apprehended
Finally, I had to dock my ship and set it up for repairs. A good nights work. (Personal Note: When Casero tells me to "split", it doesn't mean to leave him alone).
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a troubling broadcast that I felt must be made after witnessing disorganisation in recent fleet actions. It cannot be stressed highly enough the value of the chain of command. In a fleet encounter the highest ranking Officer must take control of allied forces and issue orders.
Several recent fleet engagements I have witnessed orders being ignored or questioned in the midst of battle. It is imperative that when an order is given it is followed, not put aside to deal with an individual duel in the heat of action.
When a wing of Liberty fighters and bombers are engaged by Gunboats, bombers and fighters, the focus of fire should not be a bomber, but the Gunboat you are ordered to engage. It is of the highest importance that Gunboats with missile batteries are taken down swiftly with the focus of fire maintained on the target called by the fleet commander. If they are not, the Gunboat missile batteries will make short work of our bombers, then fighters.
The recent battle in Texas although an eventual victory, was an example of lack of initial organisation. Orders were ignored, fire was not focused and needless casualties were suffered. No individual is specifically to blame , but I must remind Officers of the finest Navy in Sirus to remember that without command structure being maintained, we make work harder than it needs to be.
Captaion Peters, while hearing your message, I came with the idea to make some mock battles with our Ensigns and Lieutenants, in the will to improve our group skills. I could get some Gunboats and cruisers to help us. But, I'm gonna need a little help, to make it more realistic.
Today, was a brief, but painful patrol, in my new Avenger. While hitting the lanes of New York, I ran into an Outcast in a Sabre dirupting trade routes and making efforts at pirating. I ordered the Outcast, Multiform, to leave the system immediately. For my troubles, I got an engagement notice. We began jousting and I quickly realized, I was no match for this pirate.
I put out a general distress signal through out the system, but it didn't look good. My supply of bots and bats were dwindling fast, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I was ejecting my life pod into the cold hands of space.
Just when all seemed hopeless, a freelancer by the name of Jaina.Osbourne and a indie navy girl, Julie, showed up to try to take the heat off of me. Unfortunately, the missles and torpedos from Multiform kept coming at me in the most unmerciful way, and my hull was down to about 5 percent integrity. Flames erupted in several spots along my hull, and I had no bots to generate repairs.
Quickly, I began evasive manuevers, hoping that Jaina and Julie could take him out while I attempted to flee for my life. I dodged missle after missle, torpedo after torpedo, knowing that one more shot would finish me. At that moment, Jaina.Osbourne initiated an exchange of bots with me, and I quickly began the emergency repairs on my hull. I turned quickly to rejoin the fight, with sheilds and hull regenerated. I got off a couple of lucky hits and in an unbelievable turn of events, managed to take down the Outcast.
It should be noted that both Julie and Jaina.Osbourn saved my life. I am eternally in their debt and hope, one day, that I may return the favor.
Here is a pic of the final shot
Needless to say, I made a bee line to Baltimore Shipyard for much needed repairs. My patrol, though brief and painful, at least ended on a positive note. Just another day in the life of Liberty Navy.
A bounty hunter Gunboat, callsign BHG|Penetrator was being questioned by some officers at norfolk, when I got close to the area, I was put in charge of the situation, after hearing some testimonies, apparently the Orca gunboat had oppened fire onto 3 Liberty vessels, two Navy bombers, and 1 Police fighter.
The gunboat's captain denied all the accusations, and he kindly offered his ship to be put under custody until solve this matter. We escorted the vessel to Sugarland, when it's still confined, as long as with its captain.
After that, I got some camshots from Lutz (The hunter captain), where I found that his story was very accured, it seems that the Navy officers oppened fire first, but, however, it's still confusing the reasons why they did it, and why the captain refused to leave the area when they asked to do it. But, I got no evidence from the Navy officers, neither from the Police officer, so, I have no reasons to keep the hunter under custody, and he'll be free to go as soon as all the papper work is done, approximately, 2 hours.
Today, I found out what it was like to have a big brother. Well, kind of. I'm the oldest of five children. I have a younger brother and three younger sisters. I spent my youth defending my siblings everytime some bully tried to take advantage of them. As the oldest, if I couldn't sucessfully defend my siblings, it was me who got pummeled. I had no older brother to defend me.
Today, I found out what a big brother could do for you. I received a call from LNS-Aurora. Apparently, a bomber and a gunboat decided to take on Aurora--one of Liberty's Carriers. I hopped on my Avenger, and quickly made my way to California System to try and render assistance.
As it was, I shouldn't have bothered. LNS-Aurora had things well in hand. He eliminated the gunboat and the bomber was taken down by an indie navy pilot named Julie.
I attempted to make it back to NY system, to dock my fighter, when i came upon a LR VHF. I kept my distance and endured an endless barrage of taunts. He appeared to be stalling, cause usually I don't get two words in before I get engaged into battle. Exactly as I had thought, another LR was spotted on long range scanners. I quickly hailed the Aurora for backup and he arrived in short order.
This is when it got funny. The second LR who was coming to help his friend, must have spotted Aurora, because not only did he turn tail and run, but he encouraged his friend to do so also. His friend, who was still with us, got so scared, he couldn't move. All I heard was respect coming out of his voice. He even asked if he could leave. Can you imagine that, a LR asking permission to leave the system. So that is what it's like to have a big brother. I like it. It's nice when someone has your back.
Anyways, kudos to you Aurora. Thanks for the backup.