TARGET ID: [color=#99FFFF]Liberty Forces Reporting Centre SUBJECT:Patrol Report ENCRYPTION:Moderate PRIORITY:Moderate
Sirs, Ma'ams.
Well. That was an eventful patrol.
I linked up with Lewis, after a few basic combat drills, for training and he tore me apart. Got a few decent tips out of it though. With that session finished, I headed out to confirm a Rogue contact out near Fort Bush, along with Sergeant Law (LPI). Contact was a single Marauder Heavy Fighter who fled into the debris field. Law and I pursed and put a decent dent in hull.
Static in the field screwed with the scanners, so I can't tell you exactly what fired on us, but it was decent. Looked like a warship, definetly not one ours. Another Rogue joined the fight at that point, a Werewolf, and, with the Warship's support, bought down Law. He managed to co-ordinate a retrival team from his pod, and I made it back to Fort Bush with the Rogues in pursuit. The LNS-Avar with an LPI escort was waiting for them, and the Rogues (predictably) fled; though they bought down the police escort ship.
Proceeded to work blockade duty with Lieutenant Commander Sius, nothing of note to report there. The trip back to Manhattan bought a Rogue bomber with it, attacking civillian shipping. A Freelancer (Alanzo.Espada) assisted in engaging the hostile. Chance happened to have it that he was mounting mines heavier then my paper-mache Executioner could take, and it crumpled.
No fatalities to report, and the fighter'll be salvageable. Shard of cockpit caught my arm on the way out. Hurts like hell, but nothing permanent. Corpsman says I'll be out of action for about a week. Helluva a way to round out the eight hours flight time.
Don't win the war while I'm gone.
Oh, and might want to mention the auto-maps for Ontario to someone. They seem to be broken.