Jacob had quickly typed something into the Datapad before he put it back into his pocket, "I just relayed these orders to our Military Wing Commander. Now... How do we coordinate this?" he had been sitting there quietly for a few minutes before his expression made it clear that he had got an idea, "the Order Gunboat in which I have arrived, it's packed with all kind of surveillance equipment, it's more than capable to relay a heavily encoded message straight from the Omicrons to Liberty and back. I can give you access to a backdoor in the security systems which I've implemented in case this ship ever get's stolen, to keep it short, you can use it to directly contact us without leaving any trace or letting anyone know that you've just contacted what basically is an order organization. All you need to do is to send a message to Ship and it will automatically forward it to me, it works the same way if I want to contact you. Just watch out for transmissions from the Lambda." He pauses a few seconds to collect his thoughts before he continues, "That would be the most secure methods, if you want order IFFs to pop up in your transmission history or if you got a better idea, please feel free to tell me."
"I will. One last thing I should say, heavy craft I wouldn't advise. While most of the time we don't shoot Order on sight, small strike wings would be the best for the job, assuming you even have any large ships to spare in the first place. If not, all the better. Well, you know what I mean when I say that. Anyway, I'll be sure to keep watch for new messages. Just be sure to do the same. I'll do my best to coordinate with you how and when to do these displays." She said, leaning back, rubbing her head. "Though I must suggest not just telling every Navy pilot you see about such things, or making them so suspicious. I can't say many will be like me." She said, trying to relax.
"Well, we got three battleships stationed in Omicron Mu, but you have my word that they'll stay there. Apart from that the largest vessel you might see is a gunboat to coordinate the attacks, but they're more then capable to stay under the radar, as the one outside clearly proves." He glances outside at the still, heavy snowstorm outside. "And yes, I get what you mean. I've met all kind of Navy on Police Pilots, some didn't even bother to ask and just tried to arrest me on sight while others didn't even tried that and just started to to shoot at me. But then there's the ones that you can actually talk to, and if you have a good reason to be there, they will let you go. The exact reason why I got hope that this all might work out, if I might add."
I certainly do hope this works out. It will definitely be beneficial for both of us. For now it's best not to get caught, like the one I chased here." She said, glancing outside as well. "Seems like we'll be stuck here for a while. I'll do what I can to encourage cooperation between your group and the Navy, I don't hold the best rank, but I've got friends in higher ranks than I. They'll be very beneficial in helping push this along. Still, I don't think it'll be an easy task to even get you the chance to present your case to the Navy command or Government, let alone achieve full cooperation, but I've suggested ways to help that."
"I know, and I'll do everything I can. These coordinated strikes against Gallia are our best chance for now, but even that won't be easy to manage. I'd have to station my pilots in Liberty which would leave the Omicrons unprotected... Then again, that's not our problem. The Order can surely defend their own stations." He quietly chuckles. "Apart from that, if you don't mind the question, you don't happen to be with the 5th Fleet, do you?"
