Met up with Klaas Bruinsma in Texas the other day. He was running "supplies" to where we need them. I was just trying to make myself useful.
Together we filled a few holes in Junker patrol routes. Encountered the usual Bounty Hunter foot soldiers. While we stopped everything that came our way, unfortunately it's only a drop in the bucket.
Also, note to all aspiring human "cargo" haulers: After collecting Bounty Hunters for fun and profit, give your cargo hold an acid bath. I put on a space suit, depressurized the ship and all I could STILL smell was deceit and failure.
---DAY 2---
Today after c-time I did some recon. Partly to seek out alternate routes of travel or escape, partly to patrol areas that don't see too much coverage otherwise (security holes), and partly just to satisfy a nagging curiosity.
Amazing what you find out in the dark little corners of Sirius.
An Eagle-class Fighter, seemed to be kitted for recon with what I could gather from thorough scans as well as an eyeball search from the cockpit. Endeavor scanner, maps and charts plastered all over the cabin. "Caldwell" looked like he never knew what hit him, still strapped in the chair. Explosion must've put him out before turret fire holed the cockpit.
Wrecks are common and normally not worth reporting. The reason this event made the report is what ELSE I found aboard his ship.
Now that's one hell of an exploration tool!
Guess Caldwell was expecting some action to go with his sightseeing, wherever he was going. Circuit diagnostics indicate she won't blow up if you give her juice. The other two guns can't hurt to reverse-engineer and have a look-see as well.
Just docked back on Mactan, awaiting response from Hacker R&D. I will turn the hardware over to you as soon as you're willing.