*As the transmission crackles to life, a rather tired and bedraggled looking black man appears on screen. Composing himself visibly, he offers a brief salute, before speaking.*
Evenin', Sirs and ma'ams. Got the call from the office a few weeks ago to move to Westfalen. Can't believe we've captured it, but it's there, and I joined in with the sizable force moving in the region.
I joined Captain Redline of the Honey Badger and two Gunboats in a strike run...that went bad as a sour pudding real fast. The Rheinlanders had wind of us, and they had some greeting force. The Liberty Dreadnought Gladius Maximus was quickly crippled by the force...lemme show you what it was composed of.
*He presses a few buttons, and a few statistics come to life*
It was lead by this.
We lost most of the strike force, but I managed to retreat to Westfalen.
Might be impertinent...but lemme tell you one damn thing, the Rhienlanders are there, and they're pissed. We might need more to survive out there.