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~ Incoming Transmission from King's Cross Station, New London (42.102.32.51.214.28.91.9) ~
~ Date: 20. April 819 A.S. ~

From: Jan Peters
To: Bowex Management
Subject: Munitions for defense module

Last night, I received a hint from a hard-bitten trader in a bar on Planet New London. After refusing to tell me more about the munitions deal he had been bragging about, I finally got him to spit out some information under the influence of a few more drinks. Today, after completing a gold ore trade to New Berlin, I returned to King'€™s Cross, granted myself a coffee break and talked to a few people here and there. When I learned that the managers and traders had difficulty trying to find munitions for a new base module, I decided to go after the hint I had received the day before '€“ for the sake of King'€™s Cross.

The description he had given me led me through a series of systems past Newcastle into what appeared to be the homesystem of '€œthe Council'€, a strange gallic resistance group. Although I have a certain animosity against everyone coming from Gallia, those council folks did seem like a fairly nice bunch compared to the sneaky pigs from the Royal Navy! I didn'€™t get shot at, or even insulted! Instead, they welcomed me as a guest, which still gets me thinking now, I must admit. I managed to negotiate a deal with them, and they supplied me with a cargo full of munitions! 4000 units it was, to be exact.

After a painful experience with my autopilot'€™s inability to tell the difference between open space and a minefield, and turning a quite inexperienced Corsair'€™s attempt to rob me for 10 million credits as well as all of my cargo into the worst day of his life, I finally arrived back at King'€™s Cross. After initial complications with the commodity restrictions, they gladly accepted the munitions I had brought. You should have seen the cargo manager'€™s surprised face! While I realize that this can be considered quite a shady deal, I think it'€™s possibly the best opportunity we have, considering the alternative: buying it directly from our greatest enemies, the gauls. Should you agree with this point of view, I will gladly continue to supply the base with munitions until the module has been completed. Otherwise, I will stop the expeditions to Roussilon and leave the provision of munitions up to you.

Jan Peters

~ End of transmission ~