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

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Source: Planet New London
ID: Commander Layla Clay
Affiliation: Bretonia Armed Forces
Subject: Report

Good evening,

Under the lead of Admiral Mike Havering we pulled out a little strike force to wreck havoc upon the Gallics yesterday. Well, we intended to do so at least, but the Royal frogs apparently didn't give a damn about our presence in Tau-31 and Edinburgh. As a result, our flight was rather uneventful in the beginning. Starting off from Leeds orbit, we entered Tau-31 and plotted a course to Harris, noticing nothing but a Zoner roaming in the area. At Holman we were fired upon by nasty stationary turrets from the nearby Gallic battleship. We proceeded to check the Tau-23 gate and then headed for to the Edinburgh hole.
The Royalists were seemingly busier with their wine and women to care about our presence and all we got was lame stationary battleship fire which was scoring a fabulous zero percent hit rates. Out of sheer boredom we proceeded to Dundee, where the weird things started to take action. I swear these remote systems contain unforeseen oddities because we had hardly left from the Stirling when Admiral Havering disappeared in the nowhere all of a sudden by magic. Soon after an A.D.M.I.N vessel decloaked and started to babble cryptic stuff about budgering badgers and whatnot. Frankly, nobody really knew what was going on but we managed to reach the Admiral via communications again after a while. For some reason he had been teleported in some remote system but could safely return to friendly ground while I lead the battle group back to New London. (Invidious space anomalies everywhere these days, really)
Lieutenant Commander Barnes expressed his admiration for me and then we crossed with our first victims of the day. The fight was a quick and deadly one and we took out the delinquents with style. After Admiral Havering's safe arrival at New London he successfully persuaded us to take out our brooms to sweep Manchester, Cortez and Magellan. Other than the joyous sight there is absolutely nothing worth reporting about this detour. Back home we gradually had a Merchant Navy convoy assembling and its glorious flagship the HMS-Exeter helped hunt down a lost communist worshipper which was quickly shredded into pieces. Due to my excessive consumption (yes I know, I will try to keep it civil next time) of coffee, I signed off from duty afterwards.

In service to the Queen and the Homeland,

L. Clay

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