ID:Recruit Marisa Marshall SUBJECT:Hell of a first day. ENCRYPTION:Default PRIORITY:Default
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Marshall here. Just dropping this report in before I head off for the night. I hope it's not always this busy.
So, first things first, took off in my shiny mostly-new Executioner, only to get told by my CO, Reginald Lewis, that we had to go help out in Leeds. A supply convoy led by Gateway, or something, and their security team and the Armed Forces couldn't hold off the Gauls enough.
Reginald formed a strike team, which was really cool. Show of force, and all. Real impressive seeing a whole fleet lined up like that in Magellan, you know? Anyway, we went in, and - I'm gonna be honest, it's all a bit of a blur. I wanna write down details, but truth be told I was more focused on trying to make it through. I'm fairly certain I blew up something, though. An enemy something. And at least one of those Gallic dreadnoughts exploded.
So, yeah. CO said that our operation was a success, so that was good. I'm just glad I made it out in one piece, really.
Luckily, I got a bit of a break later in the day. Just some light embargo work at Houston, as ordered by Commander Wicks. Turned a trader back before the commander decided that was tutorial enough. Whatever, right? Once you've done one, you can do them all, huh?
Well, the commander hadn't been planetside for more than five minutes before some Military bloke showed up. I'm not even kidding, just flew right past Houston in high orbit as if he was on a pleasure cruise. I smoked him good, though, in this Executioner and all.
After that, I tailed a Junker for a bit - one of those Congress guys - cause of that "Ghost Town" stuff that the Commander put me on to. Followed him to the Cortez gate in California, where he hopped out. Didn't catch him up to anything untoward, though.
Went back to Houston, and helped a Samura transport find its way to Cold Bay in Hudson. Had to make sure he wasn't slipping by to Rheinland, you know? He was all clear, though. While I was there, some Bundie bloke showed up too. Eric, or something. I think I saw a footnote about those guys at some point. He talked a lot, but most of it went over my head, if I'm honest. I think he was a little disappointed that I was just a recruit. Not much scope for conversation, really.
So after that, I went back and docked on the Mississippi, which is where I'm typing this report from before I crash for the night. And I reckon I'm just about done.
Attaching all relevant image files and whatnot after all this text, because I really don't feel like sorting through them after a day like that. I'll be neater next time, I promise.
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