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

[Kiith]

Message Type: After-Mission Report
From: Ensign Karlsson, Marylin
Location: Battleship Suffolk, New London system

Ladies and Gentlemen,

this is Ensign Marylin Karlsson, handing in the latest report.

Today, while I was out for the usual solo-patrol within the New London system, I had an encounter of a kind that surely does not happen that often. When arriving at Kensington from the Cambridge Jumpgate, I just spotted a vessel, as proofed later a Pirate Train, with Junker identification protocol, heading towards the Manchester Jumpgate. While in general it is not forbidden to pilot this kind of vessel while belonging to the Junkers it indeed made me suspicious, seeing how easily faked ID protocols can be set up very easily nowadays. Wanting to at least check the registration number of the ship and the papers of its captain, I kindly asked him to stop the vessel. But as the pilot decided to just ignore me and continue I could not help but get the feeling that something smelled fishy there.

Even though the vessel was a bit ahead of me I managed to catch up to it with a good bit of luck after entering Manchester. Sadly, I was still not close enough to place a perfect shot with a cruise disruptor at the engine section. So a chase started and led us both into close proximity of Holmfirth base. There he finally stopped the Train, giving me a moment of relief and a chance to run a ship scan. And indeed there was a big fish in the cargohold: a solid amount of almost 4300 artifacts, probably intended to be sold at the Libertonian black market!
Sadly, being alone against a quickly growing force of Gaian station defenders I was not in the position to force the smuggler to drop its cargo. A short discussion developed in which he tried to bribe me into letting him go, but of course that neither was an option. So as nobody responded to my call for additional units the inevitable happened and he used the cover of the Gaian pilots to moor with Hilmforth, leaving me alone with a horde of angered terrorists and visual footage of the ship's identification and cargo.

All I can do for now is to put the mentioned ship and its owner on Bretonia's wanted list, looking out for him in the future.
Mentioned visual footage and communications log are attached to this file

Subject's Ship's identification

Ship's cargohold and class

Subject's confession

Log Pt.1

Log Pt.2

Log Pt.3

Log Pt.4

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