Good morning, comrades. Today's surgical strike went well, myself flying my bomber with Lieutenant Commander Prutko providing perfect fighter cover. On first entering New York we managed to find ourselves encountering Director Copeland of the LSF in his Avenger fighter. We, naturally, engaged.
Much to our surprise (and to Copeland's surprise, it seemed), a mercenary in a Rheinland bomber joined in to help him. His cockpit was smashed by my Supernova as Prutko crippled Copeland's craft. Those bastard LSF spies have stealth technology comparable to our own Intelligence boys, so we can't confirm his death. No escape pod found.
We later, near Rochester base, encountered an Outcast piloting a Rogue Gunboat. We buzzed him for quite some time, wearing him down. He called in fighter support from an Outcast Sabre, duly destroyed by the Lieutenant Commander. We continued our punishment of him but he flew well. He then called for assistance from a mercenary in a light fighter which had Prutko and I worried in our heavier craft. The mercenary ate one of my nuclear mines and the gunboat wisely crashlanded in Rochester's emergency docking bays.