Gentlemen,

Allow me to introduce myself: Rodrigo Alcazar, commanding officer of the battleship “Sfax”.

In accordance with the directive of the Elders, we have established an outpost in this sector to provide cover for our convoys and to ensure the protection of commercial caravans, including those of the Zoners. Our reconnaissance units have recorded an increase in the frequency of attacks by the so-called “Infected” vessels. In light of escalating risks, including the potential threat of incursions by nomadic forces, a decision has been made to reinforce our presence.

Despite the existing tensions in relations with the Zoners, as commander of the “Sfax,” I state that we have no intention of escalating the situation. Given the remoteness of central command and our immediate proximity, I consider it prudent to establish temporary cooperation in the field of security.

It should be taken into account that entities other than human vessels may emerge from the aforementioned anomaly (you know what I mean).

I await your response.

Karen… Karen… isn’t that the same whore who used to trade her “spot” to Corsairs for a drink when we landed on Freeport 9? Yes, those were good times. I remember how that bunch of pathetic, shit-stained wretches squealed and begged for mercy when our boys stormed the second deck. They were ready to pay with anything just to keep their miserable lives. Pathetic. Karen, hm… looks like you were the fifth or maybe the seventh… Doesn’t matter now.

You, senile filth, are speaking to the captain of a Brotherhood battleship, and your tin can is still intact only because my commander hasn’t given the order to tear it apart atom by atom. The moment that order comes, I’ll be the first to visit you, have my fun, and then my men will start punching new holes through your worthless bodies.

Or do you really think that pack of red miners calling themselves warriors will cover for you? (laughs) God is my witness, I intended to settle this peacefully while the threat of nomads and the wild ones hangs over this sector. But as I said before — command is far away, and we are here.

From this point on, Bravo will burn every Phoenix transport it encounters.