To: The Hellfire Legion, Harmony. Subject: Pax Beringa.

[Reeves]

Name: Christopher V. Dalgaard
Rank: Executive Commander
Subject: Pax Beringa

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Mister Weiss,

I don't like it when greed pervades your pathetic attempts to justify your desperate actions, worse yet is your crude threats, you lack both the range and the coherence to stomp Kansas out like how you seem to want to portray yourselves as being capable of. If you want to be taken seriously, then your pilots might have to stop kissing planetary bodies and blowing themselves up, it's like you fly your ships with jigsaw puzzles for controls.

You gunned down a working man, not an exec, in Texas. When you'd given your word to stay out, a Battleship of ours paid Pacifica a visit to show you how it feels when your home is violated by a stranger. No doubt we moved into Bering again today, but purely to ensure that livid xeno didn't inflict civilian casualty, and afterward, to gun down two intelligence ships belonging to the Royal Jokes.

You strained an air wing into Kansas, and this time complete strangers and literal enemies of ours slaughtered your fighter wing before we could. I can promise you they won't be getting that chance ever again, if you so much as stick a twig through any of the jump holes that lead to commonwealth space, you'll be burned down along with your pride.

Before the despots from the Republic can get to you, we will.

You've done a fantastic job of branding yourselves as Sirius wide jokes.

Rheinland doesn't want you.

The accursed Republic certainly doesn't.

Neither do we.

For every swing you take, my Legionaries will be there to send you reeling back. I think you've more than proven your inability to keep your word, instead, you throw a tantrum every time you feel even remotely threatened.

When will you learn that you're poking the wrong damn nest?

Libera te Ex Infernis,
Dalgaard.

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