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

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Priority: Medium
To: Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff
From: Commodore George Richard Hall
Location: H.M.S. Macduff, Newcastle System
Subject: Patrol Report

Salutations.

It was yesterday's evening and I was enjoying in my cup of Cornwall cream tea, while admiring Carlisle's untouched beauty from the Macduff, when I got a report that a Corsair gunboat with an utterly idiotic name, usual for the Corsairs, somehow managed to destroy one of our mighty Paladins and escape heavily damaged. I finished the cup and then went to the radio room. I wanted to be safe, so I gathered a fleet composed of a gunboat and a destroyer. I also thought of inviting a Shire, but I changed my mind, since that would be really unfair. While I was hesitating, the gunboat had moved to Leeds, and so I decided to do. My fleet and I checked the trade lane from New London jump gate to the planet, and there we split up. I checked the one to Edinburgh jump gate and later to LD-14, while the gunboat, named HMS-Atherstone, checked the lane to Newcastle jump gate, and the destroyer, named Kennai, checked the one to Stokes and then to Tau-31 jump gate. The gunboat had somehow managed to escape, as it seems, and so we thought to end our patrol. However, we received reports of three Gallic snubs in Newcastle, and so we gathered at the jump gate and searched for them. We checked all the lanes until Scarborough, where we split up. The Kennai, being heavier, took the risky trip to Belfast, while the Atherstone and I checked South Shields. Belfast was clear and there was a Colonial snub at South Shields. The pilot said that he escaped from a fight between the Outcasts and the Gauls, who, as he told, both fired at his ship, but continued fighting each other when he got to a safe distance. The fight was at Tau-31 jump hole and both sides, after the Colonial escaped, docked it and left my area of responsibility. I announced the patrol was over and then docked on the Macduff. The fleet went to Leeds and did there whatever they did. I don't really care what, since that is Davis' area.

Oh, by the way - good job, commander Moore. Though I intended to have more use of the Argosax unlawful. Pity.

Anyways...*Takes a snowy white, slick, almost transparent, fine-made porcelain teapot, and pours some of its content into a cup of the same set.* ...all from me for now. *Puts his glasses, takes a book, and then lifts the cup.* Cheers! *Turns the channel off.*

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