Red Hessian Reporting Facility

[Ayatolah]

*incomming Transmission*
*ID:Flieger Bjorn Olafssson*
*location: Omega 11*
*source: Bjorn's Odin*

Hallo Kameraden, just this morning i began to patrol the Omegas as usual... there was little activity but something got my attention... it happened that i crossed witha neutral signal in the scanner with a rather suspicios transponder, marked in my screen as Victor Sanches, taking consideration of the potential implications of such name i got close to scan him... here's what my scanners got:
http://imageshack.us/a/img845/7669/bjornsu...edcorsairid.jpg

So yes, a corsair flying a crap ship... or at least that's what i heard over there... after spelling him some things, he directly ignored me and went somewhere where he seemed to scratch something.... since i lost the patience with him i sent him the "final sentence" and proceeded...

I never knew why he kept silent, and to be honest i don't care about it... but he had something strange, besides the rather BAD equipment he sported... he tried to run again and again, as meine kameraden can see he didn't reached his destination. Taking account on the rather odd attitude of a theorically warlike corsair, i decided to inspect the debris he left behind.... and...

That was the reason... i felt a little pang of regret by destroying a so willingless pilot, but he was playing the hidden dagger, he was gathering hi-tech weapons for the barbarians, so Rest In Pieces!!

[font=Times New Roman] Right now the gun still in my cargo bay, but i arranged a line of action with one of our comrades to guard the gun untill the armory ship can get it... That's all for now, Bjorn out!

*transmission closed*

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