With a hearty chuckle David opened the box sitting in front of him, when the salvage from the busted Junker freighter from earlier that day had been sifted through he could hardly believe his eyes. This was antique stuff, but brilliant. An old Detroit word processor. Styled to look like a typewriter from centuries past it was equipped with a laser printer and all other manner of handy gadgets. He'd had one in his office from long ago, it was a fantastic find.
Giving the first key a rap of his finger the machine came alight, and he began to write.
Battle Report, 5/24/817
The day kicked off much as any other, with a little trade interdiction down in Bering. I understand that the Navy has ordered an embargo on the trade between Rheinland and Liberty, but our initial jubilation over this turn of events turned to sour disappointment when it became apparent that they had no strong intention of supporting it.
Little to report in that regard, four trade vessels: Borderworld Exports21, Dark Anubis, Gradis and MuhQ were all stopped and given the option to drop their cargo to spare their vessels, or face destruction. All opted for and received the latter.
At this point I received a call begging for aid in Colorado, so I turned on the burners and made my way through the Texas system without incident. However, in New York I stumbled into some problems and ended up in a chase between myself and my persuers: General Kaitlynn (rawr) two bounty hunter battlecruisers and a bounty hunter bomber. I managed to duck and dodge them for a while afor finally being able to take the chase into the Badlands, where I turned and destroyed the BH bomber... Twice. [SA]-Lecric.Shocker arrived mid fight and I opted to make my way back to Texas and across to California before the rest of the battlefleet arrived on his heels.
In Colorado we encountered a Blood Dragon by the name of "Moonwalker" who dared land on Ouray, needless to say we put him to paid in short order. The cry of a Dragon on Ouray gathered a great number of Xenos to one place however and we decided to see if perhaps we couldn't form a battlegroup and take on a more formidable challenge.
XA-Copperhead: Taiidan Bomber
White Dahlia: Taiidan Bomber
Red-October|4th: Taiidan Bomber
Brian Johnson: Taiidan Bomber
Jimmy Dalton: Eagle
XA-Cottonmouth: Eagle
XA-Landon.Kramer: Starblazer
We made out way to Detroit Munitions with intent of staging a raid on the station to hijack any possible equipment or weapon transfers taking place when, feeling bold, we elected to raid the depots that sit adjacent to Newark station. This ultimately proved itself to be as foolish as move as it would seem and only good fortune and providence spared us from losing lives over the decision.
Moments after arriving at the Depots we found them to be empty, but that Manhattan orbit was swarming with hostile pilots. I gave orders for the group to break and make with all speed to Fort Bush, from where we might continue on to Colorado, but we were cutoff and forced into the fray.
The battle quickly spiraled out of control, if it weren't for numerous black box images captured during the battle I wouldn't be able to accurately recount what took place truth be told. Landon Kramer distinguished himself during the battle, inflicting heavy damage despite flying a StarBlazer, though his vessel was destroyed after being targeted by one of the Liberty Dreadnoughts in orbit. I was able to retrieve his ejection pod before he sustained any personal injury.
Thankfully, his was the only casualty that we sustained in the assault. Red October's vessel overheated and shut itself down before the battle could truly be joined, when he came back online he was in the process of backing out before his resolve was hardened by the fire spewed by the LPI's Liberty Dreadnought which had joined the frey.
I'd heard this vessel was called the 'Rusty Donut' due to its state of disrepair, but the vessel that we encountered was hardened by he most modern armor and carried a full compliment of state of the art weaponry. There was nothing rusty about it. It was the largest vessel to take to the field, and my heart sings to inform that it was disabled, her core destroyed, crew fled and windows gone dark. The last sight I had of her was as she was swept into Manhattan's gravity well. Like as not she'll fly again, but we dealt a sore blow to the LPI that could not be matched by any number of downed Liberators.
The full report of the hostile vessels encountered at the battleground run as such:
Those are the events of substance that took place today. We did, however, carry our posse on to Magellan to see if we might not stir up some trouble with the Lane Hackers, though the resulting battle met with little result save the destruction of a light fighter, a few of our vessels going haywire and the retreat of two Sabres.
Battle report concluded.
At this rate, the movement would begin making real steps forward towards seizing Liberty back for the people.
