⧫ Akabat
⧫ Omicron Mu
⧫ 06/21/827
⧫ FROM: Commandant "Ba'alat Gebal"
⧫ TO: The Order Central Communications
Patrol Report
The wild presence within the Drake sector, alongside with the Nomad influence, has reached the point where actions must be taken. My arrival at the Battleship Atum's battlegroup was swift and was immediately dispatched to scout the region for hostile activity. Drake seemingly embraced diverse Nomad installations blended with infected stations. Due to excessive hostile activity as an obstacle, we were desperately making efforts to strike the weakest points. The operation[ was commenced, and fighters were dispatched with heavier support to defeat the opposing fleet. During the operation[1], I flew my "Lich" fighter, as it's pretty agile against the menace that it could face.
Upon my first patrol protocol, hostile activity was increased in the sector, indicating they were undoubtedly bracing for our intervention. They kept upon grouping in large numbers contained out of different mixtures of ships, that were confirmed infected. It was difficult to perform any significant damage even with the assistance of the Crayter Republic. Nonetheless, we fought as knights defiantly mercilessly, repudiating the presence of the Nomad threat. Unfortunately, we took many casualties. The ongoing battles were oft occurring, sometimes abruptly endeavoring to catch our battlegroup off guard, which was certainly close to impossible. With my belligerence and dedication to finally put a dot to their presence, I succeeded to disable several infectees[2] and Nomads[3], even whilst being heavily outnumbered. Tactical disadvantage did occur whatsoever, however, due to their incompetence, we'd usually turn the tables. A rather strange event took place in Drake, where the wormhole seemingly collapsed for unknown reasons. Before the event, I had taken hard hits during a tactical disadvantage[4]. Thanks to my skills in the martial field, I managed to make it out of there barely breathing, swiftly escorted by a powerful battlegroup under the Order's banner, towards the Atum.
That's where my actions have ended in this operation, where I was urgently jumped by a manmade hyperspace breach towards our homeworld, Akabat, to receive medical threatenings and recover from the strikes I had taken. After the recovery, I will need to meet up with one of our generous and loyal operative I've known for decades, and take a brief break to dedicate the time for ourselves before commencing further operations. I'm satisfied with the operation I partook in, and I reckon the Nomads have taken a heavy beating to initiate anything serious presently. However, In terms of damage I'd taken, engineers haven't informed me how my vessel is doing. I hope it's alright, and that it'll be able to roll over any infected imbeciles sooner or later. Commandant "Ba'alat Gebal" signing out.
Commandant "Ba'alat Gebal"
Black Fleet, The Order Overwatch