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COMM ID: Lieutenant Albey, Kate
TARGET ID: Liberty Navy Command
SUBJECT: Combat Report
ENCRYPTION: Low
PRIORITY: Medium

Greetings Command,

In these past couple of days, I have been training with the [REDACTED], and have been missing some patrol hours. Between here and there I managed, and got even a treat for the SECDEF. A commie, handler SCRA|Micheal.Thorton was making a mess of himself in New York, again. Not their land, ok. No support, got it. Any sense to it, nope. But there he was. And there he ran. Rochester. The Fleet Admiral was around and also is a witness to how the Junkers allow enemies of the government, again, to dock in the safety of their own bases. It's getting kind of boring really.

And then Kansas. Sweet Kansas. That seems more of an outscum war turf, than actual Liberty space. Guess they don't have much to do back home. First a Storta, handler Phoenix_Egg. Fortunately, the local Hellfire likes to shoot the outcasts first than us, so I took advantage and added my own fire to the burning outcast pyre.

Then all the wailing klaxons rang. A massive outcast strike at the local DSE base. Over four Ranseurs, a couple of Sarissas and a fledgling Storta, with some merry tag along Commune, handlers (C~Assassin.01 and (C~Assassin.02. Well, I went Rheinland War on their behinds and they both got what they came for. A handful of pain and shame. Our caps, First Fleet and secondaries attacked the thick of it, but the obvious lack of talent and weight from our secondary fleets almost dictated the course of it. We lost almost all of them in the capital engagement. Once again, alone in the frickin' burning hay pile. One of their Stortas was merrily on the job of sniping down snubs, and since they couldn't hack in smaller vessels, that presented the opportunity. I called in a bomber wing, comprised of Auxesia, Liberty Navy and Bounty Hunters. And then they saw the error of their ways.
We shot their behinds until they ran to dock in Fortaleza, the local rogue haunt.

In the end, the DSE base still stands with little to no damage, we took some heavy losses and made the outcasts think twice about showing up their mugs around again. Got to say, step up the training, Command.

I'm a marine. Was trained to be a mud worm with a rifle in hand, and a willing heart to shoot. Wasn't meant to fly.
But I am. It just is the basic school of Mike Echo Papa Hotel. Right thumb the joystick to shoot.

Without anything further to add,

Lieutenant Kate Albey
Liberty Navy, First Fleet

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