[ESTABLISHING STABLE NETWORK]
[color=#FFFFFF][SETTING NETWORK COMMUNICATIONS] [LIBERTY NAVY COMMUNICATIONS]
Lieutenant Maximo Valeri
[color=#FF7700]Myself and Commander Kapinos, or "Hanky" as I like to call him - were just hanging out at Baltimore Bar, taking a few shots of whiskey and checking out girls. The usual "man-stuff". He's a good pal as well, first high-ranked fella I know who doesn't have a stick up his ass.
[color=#FF6600]So on our first shift we stumbled upon some Xeno sitting in-between the trade-lane towards the Texas system. With the help of Ensign Smith we managed to successfully intercept this bastard and pin him down on his run towards the Badlands.
I bet he hoped he could shake us off. Tough luck, he happened to face the wrong pilots for that job.
During the whole encounter some random pilot told us to get lost, now I don't take orders kindly from some low-life scumbag so naturally I told him to shut the hell up. Funny thing tho', I was just about to head back as I made a quick sweep across his cargo-hold. That guy had a bunch of civilian and Navy pilots in his hold.
I told the guy to drop them all but he refused, so we started another chase. Unfortunately he managed to reach some hidden Rogue base. Then again he just revealed the location of it but it will probably be damn hard to back-track due to the heavy ion-storms in that area.
But this time he had already sold out the pilots to the Rogues. So we decided to fine him heavily for such a grave crime and then turn him over to the police. I expected the guy to make a run for it and he did, this time though, he met Mr. Magma Hammer. And Mr. Magma Hammer wasn't in a nice mood. I promise you that.