Brotherhood Message Dump

[chopper]

*Incoming transmission*
*Comm ID - Apricot*
*To - Fellow Corsairs*

Brothers, I have some very good news for you. It all started when I undocked my ship from Crete.
As soon as I'v found myself in space, I'v noticed 3 Mandalorians around. They immediately engaged me!
One of them died in his second pass, foolish he was, as he didn't see my Mini-razor heading towards him :



Two other Mandalorians were a Bomber and a Gunship. I'v tried to fight the bomber, but he was flying very defensive, I guess the fear of death got in him.
He was dodging all the time, waiting for a Gunship to damage me. But I'm smarter then that, I'v fled to Omicron-91, and then they left.

After some time, brother Matei joined me in Crete's orbit. We'v noticed a big group of Outcasts in Theta, on our long range scanners.
4 RoS Outcasts, 2 Sabres and 2 Falcatas.
It wasn't long before they came in Gamma, trying to conquer Crete..
We were ready for them, and they realized that just a bit too late.

First one to die was [RoS]Lohingren, by Matei's nuclear device.
Silent followed him, Matei managed to surprise him as well, by vaporizing his ship with a nuke again.
Two bombers were left, still trying to take us down.

Thor was destroyed soon enough :



And Juan followed him to the ashes :



The Crete was safe once again!

But then, one more Outcast appeared! He was mumling something about Cardamine addiction.
Not that we cared. We engaged him as soon as he came close enough.
He was probably horrified when he realized that my Cannonballs ate all of his bots in just a few passes.
It didn't take too long before we'v vaporized him :



I guess my Titan is still worthy enough to keep it. It's old and rusty, but it has a soul!

After his destruction, we searched the area a bit, just in case more addicts arrive. None did.
We went to the bar, and got as drunk as we could!
Viva los Corsairs! Drinks are on Apricot!

Many thanks to brother Matei[TBH], as he was incredibly helpful out there. What a fine pilot!

*Transmission ending*

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It is every Corsair's responsibility to die a beautiful death in defense of Crete, regardless of how OORP or how capwhoring the opposition is. Launch your fighter, joust the battlecruisers and die a beautiful death. Then, drink it down in the bar.

Can't let you bash folks in your sig Chopper-Del