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LSS| Internal communication - Liberty Security Squadron - 03-22-2025
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LIBERTY SECURITY SQUADRON
Liberty Security Forces Division
LSS INTERNAL COMMUNICATION
Welcome, Operative
This channel is designated for internal communication within the Liberty Security Forces Special Squadron (LSS). All transmissions are encrypted and monitored to ensure operational security. Unauthorized access is strictly prohibited and will result in disciplinary action.
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[/font]RE: LSS| Internal communication - NBK - 04-07-2025
Classified, Califronia 07. March 835 A.S.
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Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Ontario Theater Debrief & Operational Update on LSS`s missions
Priority: Directive
Encryption: High
SITUATION OVERVIEW
The Tuscaloosa Task Force’s uncontested occupation of Sudbury orbit was, probably unintented, a tactical feint by Xeno forces. Exploiting our redeployment, they launched a meatwave assault from the Georgian Ice Field, spearheaded by the hijacked LNS-Alabama (callsign Liberty Rose). Despite superior firepower, the Lehigh was overwhelmed by sheer numbers and forced to withdraw alongside the Rose, leaving the Robert S. Peary exposed and destroyed. The butcher's bill tells the real story. We lost the not just a ship, but the only vessel in Liberty capable of maintaining the California Gate's jury-rigged stabilizers. That gate's now on borrowed time, with DSE engineers predicting catastrophic failure within .... well probably solars, if we lucky. Meanwhile, the Xenos lost enough fighters to crew two full carriers, including what looked like some part of Fort Ramsey's veteran cadre. Their so-called victory came at Pyrrhic cost - we've intercepted clan transmissions showing the isolationists are screaming about wasted lives while the separatists drunkenly celebrate over our dead. Here's where it gets interesting. That alien complex on Sudbury - Site Alpha - is both our biggest risk and greatest opportunity. Tuscaloosa's excavation teams are burning through the shield perimeter as we speak. Scans show technology that could give Liberty a jackpot.. or turn Ontario into a radioactive crater if mishandled. Best scenario if The Xenos are too busy licking wounds and fighting among themselves to interfere, but I will not count on it, seems their leader would dump entire generation if needed.
On the political front, Congress is baying for blood, probably we will get some scapegoats soon, while Ageira's boardrooms panic over their lost golden goose, they could give it better captain honestly, that corpoass seems to be busy eating cheeseburgers instead of following evacuation instructions. Might be a good opportunity to reshape the narrative, but we probably alone in that cause for now.
COMBAT OVERVIEW
The numbers tell the story of a battle that should have been a slaughter - and was, just not the one the Xenos planned. When their meatwave hit our lines, the LSS turned that into a shooting gallery. Command gunboat, Vrihedd, racked up eleven confirmed kills at optimal engagement range while Thunderhawk played anvil with nine more. Priviliege of bragging is removed from "Merkavah" and got back to its righteous owner. What's fascinating is how Xenos formations were tight, predictable, and some percent of our kills were against targets either running without shields or showing Slog-induced tremors in their evasion patterns. I definitely heard their comms chatter about drug withdrawals mid-battle. Personal note: should apply for a being psyop in Liberty. Overall, every LSS bird in the fight maintained an effective kill ratio against the Xeno horde, nearly double the Liberty Navy standard.
OPERATIONAL UPDATE
The aftermath of the Ontario meatgrinder has left us with a narrow window to capitalize while preparing for the next phase of this campaign. Here's how we're playing it:
- Site Alpha and our mater - Tuscaloosa are now the linchpin of everything. I'm committing most of active LSS assets to provide support of desiganted taskforce, with rotating continuous patrols over the Alpha action zone. Seems we coming back "home", and what coming next probably won`t be such easy.
- @Vlaicone(Ted) During the brutal combat operations aboard LNS-Lehigh in the Ontario Theater, this operative demonstrated the kind of cold-blooded competence that defines the LSS at its best. Now he is promoted to rank of Tactical Operations Specialist, informally known as "Ghost".
- Those assets which are described to other missions, such as Lima wing in Alaska or those which in a process of formation will receive their orders soon.
SIGNED, VRIHEDD, CSO
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Vrihedd Kill countRE: LSS| Internal communication - Merkavah - 04-12-2025
Classified, Califronia 12. April 835 A.S.
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Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Ontario Post-action ay ay report
Priority: High
Encryption: High
Brothers,
finally got a time to reflect and count all the kills. The Xenos threw everything but the kitchen sink at us, and let's be honest – we threw most of it right back. While Vrihedd's busy writing novels about "tactical withdrawals," let me give you the real score. Mine racked up eright operational confirmed kills before the Lehigh even finished that Alabama. That's eight Xeno pilots who learned the hard way why you don't swarm me. Saw one of them eject straight into an asteroid – call that a two-for-one special. Speaking of swarms, turns out Xeno fighters burn real pretty when you hit their cargo compartments. Who knew? (Note to Logistics: order more incendiary rounds.). Now Vrihedd's all bent out of shape because I "only" got eight kills to his eleven. Never mind that I was busy keeping three rookies alive while he played sniper from the back. But hey, Commander, if you're reading this – maybe next time you'll let me borrow those fancy targeting mods you're always bragging about.
Ontario's still a cluster, but we bled them worse than they bled us. Their "victory party" at Fort Ramsey's probably half-empty bars and full of regret. Meanwhile, I've got a fresh coat of paint ordered for my rocknroller – gonna stencil six new Xeno skulls right under the cockpit.
Liberty endures. LSS delivers.
SIGNED, MERKAVAH, DCSO
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RE: LSS| Internal communication - SSV - 04-27-2025
Classified, Magellan 27. April 835 A.S.
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Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Magellan is full of pests!
Priority: High
Encryption: High
Hello kids, Adir here. I want to adress an issue at borders of our great Liberty! Specifically in Magellan system. These damned Xenos are everywere nowadays! I've receieved intel from one of my scout probes at Magellan, that Xenos are gathering there, a lot of goddamn Xenos. Well, since I don't have the patience for them, I decided to deal with them myself. And goddamn it, I'm too old for this shit! Brooke Nassard saw me flying out of L.A. so he, being one of the smart guys, flew after me, and got there almost in time before I ran out of steam fighting those degenerates. Now, where am I going with this? Oh, yeah! Dear esteemed Liberty Navy command should beef up patrols in Magellan, why the hell are there swarms of Xenos flying around completely unchallenged?
Anyway, my old ass and Nassard send these Xenos in bags to their redneck families, god be with them, but one of them escaped and docked to Leyte Base. Again, we've known about this shithole for years, reported to Liberty Navy about this base and for some reason it's still there!
SIGNED, Yours truly, Adir, TOS
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RE: LSS| Internal communication - NBK - 08-17-2025
Classified, Alaska 17. August 835 A.S.
Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Alaska Theater Debrief & Operational Update
Priority: Directive
Encryption: High
ALASKA SITUATION OVERVIEW
Contact protocol. At 15:32 UTC 12.08.825 A.S., LSS patrol lead by Vrihedd command gunboat (myself and rookie from Lima squadron) intercepted an OCV-Cleopatra "Hathor" class vessel broadcasting prearranged LSF authentication codes in Alaska. Visual confirmation confirmed our contact - a deep-cover LSF operative wearing Order IFF like a cheap suit.
That spook had concerns with Kusari's Norfolk obsession, his intel suggests Kusari Naval Forces are going to probe Norfolk's defenses. Plus their scouts keep sniffing around the way to Alaska in deep Omicrons probably dreaming of finding out our secrets. Our boy dropped this gem before leaving: "The Xenos aren't our biggest problem anymore." Cheery.
We babysat the Cleopatra to RV-Point near the jumphole leading to Omicrons. Watched it vanish, hope we will hear from him soon. Next time anyone bitches about my "unconventional tactics" and "patroling Alaska makes you wish for a Willard" remind them I’m the one babysitting spooks who ride glowing mystery ships.
What interesting is that at 10:49 UTC 15.08.835 A.S. The Kusari gunboat IKN-Momi died the way most Kusari ships do - whining to the last. We caught it sniffing around the Alaska-Omicron jumphole like a stray dog at a back door. When I hailed them, they tried that old "konbanwa, peaceful expedition" nonsense. As if a Kusari gunboat ever did anything peaceful in its life. I gave them the standard LSS offer: surrender or burn. They chose option two after wasting my time with questions about why Liberty cares about "some icy dead world." Curious phrasing, that. Almost like they knew exactly why we were there.
Their gunboat put up less fight than a bretonian drunk after last call. Scans of the wreck turned up just military-grade hardware and a nav computer full of suspicious waypoints. This wasn’t some lost patrol. Kusari’s probing for something out here, and they’re dumb enough to send gunboats to do scout work. Full episode is recorded and encryped for authorized use.
Finally the last incident at 13:24 UTC 17.08.835 A.S., caught this joker drifting through restricted space like he owned the place. Claims he’s just a harmless chartist working for "private interests" (read: Kusari). Funny how these "explorers" always seem to end up in places they shouldn’t be, holding things they shouldn’t have. Admitted to charting Omicron Minor and Mu (where, coincidentally, Kusari’s been itching for intel). Casually mentioned a "moon-sized hole" in Order’s minefields. Helpful. Suspiciously helpful. Had an experimental Liberty weapon in his hold. "Found it in deep space." Sure he did. Claims he was raised on Erie. Either a Militant washout or a Kusari plant. Either way, bad news.
Terminated with extreme prejudice after pursuit deeper to Omicrons, no witnesses to our luck. Wreck scanned and scuttled, also obtained Sci-Data , which was succesfully transfered back to Chesapeake.
Next time someone says they’re "just exploring," shoot first. The lies die quicker that way. Alaska became hot in last solars, but we managed to resolve every crisis effective.
SIGNED, VRIHEDD, CSO
RE: LSS| Internal communication - Mort - 09-03-2025
Classified, Alaska 03. September 835 A.S.
Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Omega-55 Convoy operation briefing
Priority: High
Encryption: High
Alright,
laying out the plan for a high-stakes run into the deep end. We're gearing up for a convoy op to Omega-55. Our destination is Dagger Outpost, a Core stronghold.
This ain't no routine patrol, so I got us an armoured transport - Bison, seems it suitable to retreive what we going to find there. Omegas is a no-man's-land, crawling with Corsair raiders, rogue miners, and worse - things that don't show up on scanners. The Core's contact at Dagger - a hard-bitten operator who’s seen more hostile hulls than most of us have seen stars - says they’ve got one fresh stuff from a derelict they cracked open. This thing could unlock new God-knows-what for our R&D boys back home, that raised great interest of [REDACTED] Our alignment with them is rock-solid - Liberty's black ops muscle backing their PMC know-how. They get the needed scraps, we get the edge.
Here’s the plan. We’re mustering a convoy at Alaska, 15:14 UTC today. We go for a mix of fighter units for scouting and heavies for cargo. We’ll punch through under strict emissions control, no chatter, no heroics. The route’s a gauntlet: expect ambushes, asteroid drifts, and maybe some uninvited guests who don’t play nice with IFFs. Once we hit Dagger, we link up with the Core contact, secure the object, and haul ass back before anyone knows we were there.
This ain't no routine patrol, so I got us an armoured transport - Bison, seems it suitable to retreive what we going to find there. Omegas is a no-man's-land, crawling with Corsair raiders, rogue miners, and worse - things that don't show up on scanners. The Core's contact at Dagger - a hard-bitten operator who’s seen more hostile hulls than most of us have seen stars - says they’ve got one fresh stuff from a derelict they cracked open. This thing could unlock new God-knows-what for our R&D boys back home, that raised great interest of [REDACTED] Our alignment with them is rock-solid - Liberty's black ops muscle backing their PMC know-how. They get the needed scraps, we get the edge.
Here’s the plan. We’re mustering a convoy at Alaska, 15:14 UTC today. We go for a mix of fighter units for scouting and heavies for cargo. We’ll punch through under strict emissions control, no chatter, no heroics. The route’s a gauntlet: expect ambushes, asteroid drifts, and maybe some uninvited guests who don’t play nice with IFFs. Once we hit Dagger, we link up with the Core contact, secure the object, and haul ass back before anyone knows we were there.
SIGNED, SAMSON, DCSO
RE: LSS| Internal communication - Mort - 09-06-2025
Classified, Alaska 06. September 835 A.S.
Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Omega-55 Convoy operation post-action report
Priority: High
Encryption: High
Gentlemen,
we just got back from Omega-55, and let me tell you – that place makes the ass end of Ontario look like Manhattan’s upper districts, and I’m starting to think Core pays us in adrenaline and existential dread. This one was an interesting route: Alaska to Omicron Delta, then a hard burn into the swirling piss-storm that is Omega-55. Command sent a cruiser and few fighters to escort my Bison to Dagger Outpost to meet some Core informant who promised “something that’d make the other tech look like toys.” Normally I’d call bullshit, but the Intel boys swore this was worth the risk.
Officially, we were running a “logistical support” op - selling a crate of “surplus” bioneural processors to Durban Station. Real cutting-edge junk Liberty “accidentally” over-produced. Good cover. Even better profit, if you’re into that kind of thing.
Unofficially? We were there for the real prize. Dagger is the kind of place where the air smells like ozone and regret. Our Core contact handed in a thing: which he got from an abandoned research outpost buried in the Rejkyavik Nebula - Deisenhausen Station. What we retrieved wasn’t just another piece of alien scrap. It was a Nomad Power Cell – still humming, still alive. Felt like holding a heartbeat in my cargo hold the whole way back. Core says it’s one of the most stable samples they’ve ever seen. If we can use this thing? We’re talking energy shields that don’t fail, guns that don’t overheat… maybe even jump drives that don’t need Sirius-grade fuel. That’s where we’re sending this beauty once we secure it - straight to Chesapeake’s labs, where they’ll tear it apart and figure out how to make it sing for Liberty. But the run got even sweeter. The Core threw in a cache of APM Advanced Hardware - exotic components from their research into AI, Nomad, and hybrid tech. We loaded the hardware alongside the cell, and hauled back through the gauntlet without incident.
The real kicker – while we were docked at Dagger, the local Core commander slipped me a starchart. Says the Omegas aren’t just border systems. They’re gateways. Deep, uncharted space full of dead worlds and things that ain’t so dead. Places not even the Order’s fully mapped. No names, no coordinates, just whispers. And now 'em wants us to help ’em poke the dark.
So yeah. We brought back more than just a glowing battery. We brought back an intel which can make us interested of pushing way to Deep Omegas.
Officially, we were running a “logistical support” op - selling a crate of “surplus” bioneural processors to Durban Station. Real cutting-edge junk Liberty “accidentally” over-produced. Good cover. Even better profit, if you’re into that kind of thing.
Unofficially? We were there for the real prize. Dagger is the kind of place where the air smells like ozone and regret. Our Core contact handed in a thing: which he got from an abandoned research outpost buried in the Rejkyavik Nebula - Deisenhausen Station. What we retrieved wasn’t just another piece of alien scrap. It was a Nomad Power Cell – still humming, still alive. Felt like holding a heartbeat in my cargo hold the whole way back. Core says it’s one of the most stable samples they’ve ever seen. If we can use this thing? We’re talking energy shields that don’t fail, guns that don’t overheat… maybe even jump drives that don’t need Sirius-grade fuel. That’s where we’re sending this beauty once we secure it - straight to Chesapeake’s labs, where they’ll tear it apart and figure out how to make it sing for Liberty. But the run got even sweeter. The Core threw in a cache of APM Advanced Hardware - exotic components from their research into AI, Nomad, and hybrid tech. We loaded the hardware alongside the cell, and hauled back through the gauntlet without incident.
The real kicker – while we were docked at Dagger, the local Core commander slipped me a starchart. Says the Omegas aren’t just border systems. They’re gateways. Deep, uncharted space full of dead worlds and things that ain’t so dead. Places not even the Order’s fully mapped. No names, no coordinates, just whispers. And now 'em wants us to help ’em poke the dark.
So yeah. We brought back more than just a glowing battery. We brought back an intel which can make us interested of pushing way to Deep Omegas.
SIGNED, SAMSON, DCSO
RE: LSS| Internal communication - NBK - 09-13-2025
Classified, Alaska 13. September 835 A.S.
Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Operational Update
Priority: Directive
Encryption: High
Brothers in arms,
First – commendations to Operative Samson and his team for the successful recovery of the Nomad power cell and deep-space intelligence from Omega-55. Your work in the shadows continues to yield strategic dividends. Well done. Now to my own report.
On 16. August 835 A.S., group consisting of LSS|Vrihedd, command gunboat, LSS|Echo-3, LSS|Lima-2 fighter units, happened to be on occasional Earheart trip - a dead-space graveyard cluttered with derelict wrecks, reminders of Dallas incident and else, plus unstable jump anomalies. Almost immediately, we encountered a squadron of infected Rheinland ships - nomad thralls were operating with unnerving coordination. After attemps to establish contact with one of their ships, which reminded me rheinland "Bismarck" class - they engaged almost immediately. It seems that they decided to leave some fighters to cover the retreat of their anchor.
Then It arrived.
Designated “The Entity” - an unknown class of Nomad, its size can not be measured and more advanced than any previously encountered. It did communicate only in a way of telling "The end is near!" like some Manhattan's lower distriscts hobo. It did not retreat. It simply… unleashed. Wave after wave of energy blasts capable of bypassing our shields. We lost two of our best that day: Echo-3 and Lima-2. Their ships were not just destroyed - they were dissolved. Almost no debris. No escape pods. Only retrieved footage from Echo-3. They are now listed as M.I.A. - a classification reserved for those lost to the unknown.
We would have joined them if not for the timely intervention of the AIWV-Helios - an experimental Core AI battleship operating on the edge of sanctioned space. Its plasma batteries and targeting systems were the only thing that cracked The Entity’s defenses long enough for us to disengage. During the retreat, my gunboat recovered a second active Nomad power cell - this one happened to be a part of one of the big Nomad. It’s currently succesfully saved at Chesapeake after I spend lot of days in travel, since one of the gates in Earheart sent me to Tau-44 system that day.
The Entity did not pursue. It simply vanished. But it’s still out there, probably.
During first days of September 835 A.S., while we fought anomalies in Earhart, the LSS|Whitehawk - our flagship Assault Battlecruiser - was holding the line in Pennsylvania against more conventional, but no less dangerous, threats. Despite bureaucratic interference from soft-spined Liberty officials - some of whom called for the dismantling of Nebula Technologies base due to “jurisdictional irregularities” - the LSS made the call to defend the facility. It was attacked simultaneously by Militants (Zoner extremists), Liberty Rogues, and Outcasts seeking to loot it. The Whitehawk repelled all assaults without yielding an inch of Nebula's space. In gratitude, Nebula Technologies equipped the battlecruiser with a Novaspear Battlecruiser Turret.
The final test came when TFP insurgents converted an asteroid miner into an improvised battleship and launched a suicide attack. The Whitehawk dismantled it with brutal efficiency. That footage might be used in propoganda aims, LSF "To protect and serve" promo, blah, blah, do not have time for that. Anyway that fight was the last call before disaster could happen, so the Whitehawk is now returning to Alaska for resupply and crew rotation.
In service to Liberty,
SIGNED, VRIHEDD, CSO
RE: LSS| Internal communication - NBK - 10-13-2025
Classified, Omega-55 13. October 835 A.S.
OPERATION "NIGHTSTALKER"
Recipient: Liberty Security Squadron
Subject: Joint Operation with <ARM> - Deep Omegas Exploration
Priority: Directive
Encryption: High
EXECUTIVE SUMMARY
Operation was conducted on 04.10.835 as a joint LSS-<ARM> deep-space expedition into the Omega-97 and "Fischer" system. The primary objective was to verify the location of a lost convoy and chart stable routes through the Deep Omegas. The operation was successful in its reconnaissance goals, confirming navigational data and locating potential salvage, albeit with significant environmental and hostiles encounters. Culminating in the recovery of a specific high-value commodity (Derelict Fischer Anomaly) from the wreckage.
KEY OPERATIONAL HIGHLIGHTS & SIGNIFICANT EVENTS
A. Rendezvous and Initial Penetration (22:52 - 23:08 SMT)
The joint task force, consisting of LSS units (Nightstalker, Sigma-1, Sigma-3) and <ARM> assets (WV-Lockdown, WV-Canary, WV-Gunship-26), assembled at the designated coordinates. An unaffiliated bounty hunter, Bessie-"Bison"-Bishop, was contracted by <ARM> for supplementary security. The AI battleship AIWV-Helios appeared unannounced but integrated into the formation, providing valuable, if unorthodox, scouting and fire support.
The route through Omega-43 and into the Deep Omegas was successfully navigated, confirming LSS cartographical data.
The route through Omega-43 and into the Deep Omegas was successfully navigated, confirming LSS cartographical data.
B. Hostile Environment and Anomalies (23:08 - 23:45 SMT)
— The task force encountered repeated, aggressive waves of Corsair and Red Hessian fighter wings, indicating a persistent hostile presence guarding the approaches. The system's primary hazards were confirmed: intense radiation fields, powerful gravitational distortions, and mobile spatial anomalies capable of inflicting severe hull damage on capital ships. The <ARM> vessel WV-Lockdown sustained a 20% hull integrity reduction and temporary power failure from an anomaly interaction.
— A Kusari Naval Forces battlecruiser, IKN-Numazu, was discovered adrift and heavily damaged within the Fischer system. Initial contact was strained, with the vessel appearing disoriented and claiming to have been lost due to anomalous activity in the Taus. A temporary, cautious non-aggression pact was formed to facilitate mutual egress from the hazardous zone.
— A Kusari Naval Forces battlecruiser, IKN-Numazu, was discovered adrift and heavily damaged within the Fischer system. Initial contact was strained, with the vessel appearing disoriented and claiming to have been lost due to anomalous activity in the Taus. A temporary, cautious non-aggression pact was formed to facilitate mutual egress from the hazardous zone.
C. Fischer System Reconnaissance and Contact (23:45 - 00:20 SMT)
In a remote cluster of Omega-97 system to which you can enter via rift near Ymir comet. LSS and <ARM> units identified two target wrecks (Edenvale and Ensis) for potential salvage. Ensis, the radiation-induced loss of data prevents a full blackbox recovery, Nightstalker decided to do the old fashioned way of scrapping anything possible from it. Convoy's anchor - Edenvale is almost unaccesible due to close proximity to gravitional anomaly. While any HVTs was not found on scene, a focused scan and debris retrieval operation on Dagger from the Ensis wreckage successfully recovered the Derelict Fischer Anomaly, which is now stored and researched here until further decidings from <ARM> commanders.
The operation was compromised by the presence of an independent Reporter vessel, which documented the joint LSS-<ARM> presence and attempted to provoke both the KNF and our forces.
Back in FIscher The task force proceeded to a derelict structure near the system's central black hole. <ARM> science team, escorted by LSS|Sigma-1 and Bessie-"Bison"-Bishop, conducted a close-range scan of the anomalous structure. The team was engaged and successfully repelled automated "spiky" drone defenses protecting the site, collecting significant sensor data on the structure's properties and defenses.
D. Egress and Conclusion (00:20 - 00:46 SMT)
The task force successfully exfiltrated the Fischer system, fighting through another Corsair/Hessian screen in Omega-43 before reaching the safety of Core's Dagger Outpost in Omega-55. All LSS and primary <ARM> assets returned intact. The KNF vessel Numazu was later recorded as destroyed, likely due to cumulative system damage.
The operation was compromised by the presence of an independent Reporter vessel, which documented the joint LSS-<ARM> presence and attempted to provoke both the KNF and our forces.
Back in FIscher The task force proceeded to a derelict structure near the system's central black hole. <ARM> science team, escorted by LSS|Sigma-1 and Bessie-"Bison"-Bishop, conducted a close-range scan of the anomalous structure. The team was engaged and successfully repelled automated "spiky" drone defenses protecting the site, collecting significant sensor data on the structure's properties and defenses.
D. Egress and Conclusion (00:20 - 00:46 SMT)
The task force successfully exfiltrated the Fischer system, fighting through another Corsair/Hessian screen in Omega-43 before reaching the safety of Core's Dagger Outpost in Omega-55. All LSS and primary <ARM> assets returned intact. The KNF vessel Numazu was later recorded as destroyed, likely due to cumulative system damage.
ASSESSMENT & CONCLUSIONS
Success: The operation proved the viability of the LSS-charted routes and solidified the LSS-<ARM> operational partnership under extreme conditions. Valuable tactical, environmental, and cartographic data was secured.
[EDITED]The presence of a lost KNF capital ship in the Deep Omegas is a significant intelligence finding, suggesting Kusari is also actively, if recklessly, exploring these regions.
Threat Level Confirmed: The Deep Omegas remain a high-threat environment due to environmental hazards, active pirate patrols, and enigmatic automated defenses.
[EDITED]The presence of a lost KNF capital ship in the Deep Omegas is a significant intelligence finding, suggesting Kusari is also actively, if recklessly, exploring these regions.
Threat Level Confirmed: The Deep Omegas remain a high-threat environment due to environmental hazards, active pirate patrols, and enigmatic automated defenses.
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SIGNED, VRIHEDD, CSO
RE: LSS| Internal communication - Mort - 02-07-2026
Classified, Shikoku 07. February 836 A.S.
Recipient: LSF HQ, LSS department, Manhattan
Subject: Debrief on Kusari operations (Or: My Kusari Vacation)
Priority: High
Encryption: High
Well chief,
I'm back on Noshima, and my liver is filing a formal complaint. Liberty ale never tasted so good. I've spent more time in Kusari space than most of its people, and let me tell you, their idea of hospitality involves a lot more plasma fire than I'm used to.
Mission was simple on paper: play delivery boy to our new scaly friends, the Blood Dragons, and make Samura's new pet project at the Nansei Research Complex have a really, really bad day. The LSF bigwigs cut a deal with Ageira, nothing goes without budgets nowadays - Detroit's finest guns for `em, chaos for rice farmers. Seemed like a true bargain.
We ran the gauntlet. Shipped enough high-grade munitions from Detroit to Kokura to start a small war, which, to be fair, was the point. The Dragons on the receiving end were about as cuddly as a cornered viper, but they didn't shoot us, which in Kusari counts as a warm handshake. The hand-offs were smoother each time. By the last run, their comms guy even cracked a joke.
Mission was simple on paper: play delivery boy to our new scaly friends, the Blood Dragons, and make Samura's new pet project at the Nansei Research Complex have a really, really bad day. The LSF bigwigs cut a deal with Ageira, nothing goes without budgets nowadays - Detroit's finest guns for `em, chaos for rice farmers. Seemed like a true bargain.
We ran the gauntlet. Shipped enough high-grade munitions from Detroit to Kokura to start a small war, which, to be fair, was the point. The Dragons on the receiving end were about as cuddly as a cornered viper, but they didn't shoot us, which in Kusari counts as a warm handshake. The hand-offs were smoother each time. By the last run, their comms guy even cracked a joke.
The fun part was taking those shiny new toys for a test drive. We hit KOI patrols, Samura convoys hauling alloys. Deep stuff, past Honshu, right under their noses. Tore up a nice little KOI patrol group guarding a backdoor route. Felt good, reminded me of good old days around Omicrons.
So, here's the kicker: it worked. We bogged down enough boogies. Every gunboat they had to send chasing phantom Dragons in Kyushu was one not in Galileo. The Dragons did their part, and we've got something that looks suspiciously like a neutral working relationship. They're not allies, but they're not aiming at us anymore. That's a backdoor we might agree on.
But here's the thing you need to push up the chain, chief. We did this dancing around in gunships. Out there, you run into a KOI Cruiser doing heavy lift, and your only strategy is "run like hell and pray." We got the job done with guts and guile, but guile doesn't stop a volley of cruise disruptors. If we're going to keep playing in the enemy's backyard, we need a dedicated LSF cruiser. Something with the teeth to stare down their "big boys" and the legs to get our teams home when things get spicy. Our little Defiants are tough, but they're not a deterrent.
Objectives kinda met. Nansei's project might be delayed, the Dragons are armed and pointed at the right people, and we've got a new, sketchy pen pal in the Dragon ranks.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with a questionable noodle stand, a bottle of something strong, and a bunk that doesn't vibrate with engine noise. Tell payroll my hazard bonus better be waiting. Manhattan's paperwork will feel like a spa day after this.
So, here's the kicker: it worked. We bogged down enough boogies. Every gunboat they had to send chasing phantom Dragons in Kyushu was one not in Galileo. The Dragons did their part, and we've got something that looks suspiciously like a neutral working relationship. They're not allies, but they're not aiming at us anymore. That's a backdoor we might agree on.
But here's the thing you need to push up the chain, chief. We did this dancing around in gunships. Out there, you run into a KOI Cruiser doing heavy lift, and your only strategy is "run like hell and pray." We got the job done with guts and guile, but guile doesn't stop a volley of cruise disruptors. If we're going to keep playing in the enemy's backyard, we need a dedicated LSF cruiser. Something with the teeth to stare down their "big boys" and the legs to get our teams home when things get spicy. Our little Defiants are tough, but they're not a deterrent.
Objectives kinda met. Nansei's project might be delayed, the Dragons are armed and pointed at the right people, and we've got a new, sketchy pen pal in the Dragon ranks.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with a questionable noodle stand, a bottle of something strong, and a bunk that doesn't vibrate with engine noise. Tell payroll my hazard bonus better be waiting. Manhattan's paperwork will feel like a spa day after this.
Signing off, now get us a proper ship, chief
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