I am pretty sure you remember me. I am the Capitaine Pierre Vaillant des glorieuses forces du Roi.
We already met several times in a recent past within the Californian Front. You have showed a great skill in your bomber and you seem to hate the Libertonians. Jimmy, as I explained you in space, the Libertonians only think to their own money and don’t care at all about the little Freelancers of Sirius. But do not take this as an offense.
I saw you now in the Bretonian space. Les Forces du Roi have successfully broken and defeated the Allied forces and now, we are surrounding the Planet New London. The fall of Bretonia is only a matter of time. That’s why the Bretonians won’t show an interest for you. You can work for them, and they will pay you, but if you are in danger, they won’t help you. Even if you have served the Bretonian Crown, your name won’t appear in the memory rocks of all the civilians who decided to give a hand for the Armed Forces. They are pretty egoist.
But la Marine Royale Gauloise is not from this root if we can say it like that. We think you can have your name inscribed in the glorious Gallic History. I am offering you a contract. If you do what we will say you to do, we will honor you with the reconnaissance of the Marine Royale and with 50 Millions credits. Sadly, I can’t detail in that communication your mission.
Answer to this transmission and meet me around Southampton Wreck. You will have your instructions there.
Vive le Roi!
Sincèrement
Marine Royal Gauloise, Lieutenant de Vaisseau