Since lessening my flight hours to deal with other duties and to attend to a certain matter in Sigma 17, I have become quite rusty in terms of flying skills. Today, Zavier Benitez was narrowly beaten by myself in a training excercise 3 - 2, and I feel this must be rectified.
However, the first step towards this rectification was yesterday. Alone, I returned to the old tactic of loitering in the heart of enemy territory, presenting myself as an easy target. Two independant Outcasts and a Nayhiya rogue stepped up to the plate simultaneously, and all ate a mini razor. It was evident that none of the pilots had a proper armour upgrade installed, though, as the mini razor tore through their ships.
Loitering a bit more, a 202nd Outcast came to clear me out. We exchanged some verbal banter, and started a long fight. I must admit, the dual sidewinder's that the pilot, Santino Malvasi, scared the life out of me... almost anyway. The fight was very close, but in the end, my mini razor made more lands than Santiano's missiles. Thank goodness for countermeasures. Santiano's fighter became dust, and I saw the life pod eject. Considering my options, I chose to leave the pod floating, as many wings of Outcasts came into view at that point.
Moving into the cloud, I was joined by Globalo, and we loitered a bit more after destroying the Outcast patrol pursuing us. No more targets showed, so we returned to Crete and gathered our forces for an attack on Bretonia.
After an unlucky ship, Sirius|Union, donated some money to the Brotherhood pilots, myself and Sephardi, we proceeded to Cambridge with Cristiano Vega and Carlos Custodio in tow. There, we met two Bretonia Police Authority hussars, which engaged.
Severe electrical storms forced us to disengage, stopping our offensive. But, we will reassert our authority in Bretonia soon.
End Transmission.
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Juan sat back from the communication console, and reviewed the anonymous transmission, which had a very odd wavelength. More odd, was that this person and Juan were definitely on the same page of this fiasco.