COMM ID:Lieutenant Commander Elijah Bishop TARGET ID:Liberty Navy Command SUBJECT:Flight Report ENCRYPTION:Low PRIORITY:Low
Greetings Command,
Thankfully, after an unbearable amount of time without anything interesting during my duties, there was enough for me to do today. Bishop is back in the game I'd say.
First of all, in the morning I got words from LNS-Michael that a very old and -very- known friend of ours once again had the effrontery to visit our esteemed house space in order to annoy civilians, traders and the Navy alike. I just don't seem to get it, the attempt the Captain of the Phoenix is making are just pathetic, and obviously never work out. What is he in Liberty for? To make sure the Navy has at least one annoyance they have to take care of a day? Anyhow, I greeted him accordingly as always - with our very own Libertonian delicacy: SNACs.
But no, of course he couldn't stay away, and only a few hours later, I was informed that Phoenix had decided to come back again for another slap round, and even brought a friend with him, callsign The.Burninator. Locating their positions however wasn't easy, and Lt. Albey and I in the end failed to give them the nice punches they'd have deserve. However, keeping in mind they were apparently somewhere in the no-man's-land, their presence in Colorado wasn't much of a big deal either.
As sitting around, waiting for this scum to crawl out of their slimy caves isn't what we're getting paid for, Albey and I resolved upon switching to our Guardians and analysing the situation in California, as reports of another hostile craft were coming in. Didn't take long until we found said snub, a Waran called (C~Assassin.03. Considering it was a pilot of the Commune - these guys with the infamy of attacking Libertonian companies -, it would have been more than a mere pleasure for me to see him go down, however the situation didn't turn out that way. Lt. Albey's Guardian got blown away first, my own followed soon after. Whoever pilots that bomber definitely knows his stuff.
And if that wasn't enough, I later got called from West Point to assist in an inevitable clash between Libertonian and unlawful capital ships. I was trying to assist my fellow colleagues, but in the end, the fight that took place between Manhattan and West point ended as a complete disaster. Our forces fought for themselves rather than in a group, contrary to the way our enemies dealt with the situation. This undoubtably broke us the neck in the end. Personally I wasn't able to deal any significant amount of damage, as the whole time I was busy enough shaking dear Miss Valdez off my tail, something that didn't work out either.
Said forces consisting of unlawful vessels then decided to turn their attention to Kansas, another unsustainable provocation against the Navy and its allies. I joined a small task force of fighters and bombers trying to hold them off as long as possible, however on top of the already present hostile targets, a number of Commune pilots joined in, making it a fight we could ony lose, even though we got by various other friendly vessels. In the end I was ordered to fall back after a number of other Navy pilots had been shot down. Fortunately, I made it out of the bloody battlefield alive.
Bishop, signing off.
Signing out,
Lieutenant Commander Elijah Bishop
Liberty Navy, First Fleet
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