Communications ID : Corporal James Moore
Target Destination : Liberty Navy
Greetings Comrades,
Today I lost yet another Defender to those wretches across our border, it seemed to have been Altona that got me this time. Nonetheless I am still alive and came to realise that it was time for a new ship, especially after receiving a very generous donation from somebody (they know who they are, and thanks again). So I bought and fitted out an Executioner with a full load-out of Magma Hammers. After a few assignments in Hampshire, I returned to New York where I was abruptly disrupted on a lane by some "Nightsmoke"... turned out to be a Phantom. He didn't take long in opening fire so I was forced to fight for my life. I fought well for some time but eventually I was cracking, no drones left for repairing and I feared the worst. Then out of the blue appeared Captain William Peters. He asked if I needed assistance but I didn't get the message clearly as I was too busy maneuvering, so he assumed I did and jumped in. Will, you have my absolute gratitude in saving my butt, I was a dead man until you came. With that, the foe soon made like a phantom and ghosted.