Sleeping in the mountains of Crete. Looking up at the stars...so delightfully...boring!
I recieved a message from Commander Ares that a massive Outcast and Dragon presence had been detected in Omicron Alpha. Intel showed at least a single battleship, cruiser and gunboat. A small strike team consisting of myself, Nikolai Varnava, Ares and Ivan Voronov assembled at the jump hole to Omicron Alpha. However, Ivan had to bail out before the fight even began due to a massive fuel leak in his left engine, which could have cought fire (The fuel mixture contains Ivan has uses its own oxygen, so it will burn well, even in space). While he went limping back to Crete, the three of us jumped through and attacked.
NovaPG were spotted, and distrupted by Ares. One dual nova shot finished the gunboat before it had even started. The others were as disorganised as the victim, who pleaded for mercy as my novas met his hull. They refused to fight us, knowing that the odds were against them. Let them live with their cowardice.
We proceeded to Ibiza, but just as our cruise engines engaged, an Outcast destroyer "Crateria" came into view. He was engaged, and was downed fast. However, Ares' titan was too close to the explosion and the EM pulse disabled his electronics. Directions were fed into what was left of his guidance systems to take him back to Crete.
The two of us, Nikolai and myself, proceeded to planet Malta after Ibiza was cleared of hostiles. We encountered a disorganised force of two Outcast battleships, another destroyer, and a fighter. Of course, they thought they could take two small bombers. Well, they thought wrong!
The first battleship, named after the Hispania, went down after a medium period of time, and the second engaged about two minutes before the first was destroyed. The second put up slightly more of a fight, but went down. Some time in between this, an outcast destroyer, which was irrelavent to the outcome of the battle, fell.
The last target, a poorly built fighter, decided to suicide and save what was left of his faction's honour than die by our hands. Let him have his honour, I say, when we have his life.
Today's engagement told us two things:
1. The Outcasts can field a massive amount of armour.
2. The Coalition does not take odds into account when it destroys the enemy.
As a side note, Ares returned after the battle for a photoshoot at the wreck of the Hispania, the ship which brought us to Sirius.
Here are the kills recorded during the battle:
The first shows the death of the gunboat.
The second shows the death of the first Outcast destroyer encountered.
The third shows the death of the first Outcast dreadnought.
The fourth shows the death of the second Outcast destroyer
The fifth shows the death of the second Outcast dreadnought
The last shows the suiciding Outcast, overwhelmed by the loss of his peers.
Note: The sizes and lengths of the assorted messages could not be standardised. I apologise if it is an inconveniance.