Despite our efforts being pulled back from Texas I've taken it upon myself to wander its darkened corners.
These recent events have brought plenty of souls out of hiding, those that live to serve a lie they can't even see. With the Battlegroup Concord closing in on Bering, a rare opportunity has presented itself, I strike to weaken those that defend the immense shadow of greed that grips the very heart of our homeland, I heeded your words Cobra, let my rage strengthen my resolve so that I may do what needs to be done. The cherry on the top is a Junker decided to get in my way.
Additionally, I stumbled upon a lone naval fighter in Virginia that fled into Alaska, vanishing among the thick clouds, I managed to track his engine emissions to what seemed to be a large station of some kind, I slew the whelp and fled before they could mobilize and overwhelm me, using their own tricks against them I hastily vanished back into the thick fog of that dreadful system. I managed to find a jump hole back the way I came, hunkering down behind asteroids and maintaining radio silence to make sure I wasn't being followed before returning to Beckley through the heavy radiation.