Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

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*salutes* Greetings officer, ensign Walton reporting for core system sweep #287-AF-818.

20.30:48 So I took my duty and immediately joind Lt. Havering and Moore in Leeds. Nothing much to report there, except for the forcible termination of a trader highly infected by the Syndrom. I think Lieutenant Havering also engaged prosecution for this, but eh, I believe those people are more in need for medical assistance than prison time. But eeer, I let you high officer consider the question, I'm not here to think after all.

Oh, there I also found a light capital frog ship, but you know, eer, the good ones. From the council. C-Revenge was the name I think. Not a bad thing approving it in our space, the captain seems sensible and humorous enough, I think that with time he'll fit to the landscape quite well. Especially if he keeps shooting at the right foes I mean.

20.41:37 : So we were chatting - while scanning thoroughly incoming and departing ships, eh you know, duty first - when at some point lieutenant Moore spotted a couple of Solar - something zoner ships bypassing our checkpoint. He got quite mad at that, oh yes he was ! So I hoped in formation to see what's was going on with them and eventually we arrested them in Magellan, right after we jumped the hold. It turned out that they were carrying :

• 37 unlicensed weapons,
  
• 15 alien biomatter,
  
• and also a fair amount of various prisonners
  

Oh gosh, what were they thinking, that being a prison is an open business ? So we stripped from all of that and let them go, not before they settled a fine of 150k though. End of the operation around 20.54:37.

They weren't that bad after all, from my experience I can tell, that most eh, prefer to die out there instead of simply listening to what the lieutenant tell them. I tell you my good sirs, they're all deaf and dumb. For instance have you ever counted how many trading ship fly in Bretonia with little to no hull repair nanobots ? A lot ! If I had 1 credit for each one of them I scan in Leeds - in Leeds for Christ sake, a bloody warzone ! - I tell you, I would be... eeer well, a richer ensign. But seriously there should be a law against that because, how can they expect us to bring them assistance if they can't stand 30 seconds of sustained fire from a random joe-pirat ? Uh ?

21.03:15 : So, shortly after that lieutenant Havering signed off and lieutenant Moore and myself moved for a patrol including New London, Manchester and Cambridge, that were all clear. The Gateway and other various traders we met were glad to know that. I can tell, from 21.03 to 21.34 those systems were all secure.

21.38:12 : Then we moved back to New London and the lieutenant and I parted our way, I eventually docked back to the Suffolk, and after a pint or two I was transmitting this report you have just read.

That is my report. Be safe officers, Walton out *salutes*

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