Von Hof looked at the mirror glass, feeling rather insulted by Emeric's words "Assistance? Where in the world would we ask for assistance? Did I not mention the comms array was fried?" he said before stopping abruptly, looking down. The silence could have lasted only so long. Vilhelm slammed his fist on the table before getting up. "WE'VE BEEN STUCK IN THERE FOR YEARS. WOULD YOU BE HAPPY TO SEE HUMAN SHIPS? ESPECIALLY OUTCAST AND LSF AT THE SAME TIME WITH THEIR GUNS READY AND YOURS FRIED!?" - the Lieutenant stopped again, taking a seat on the chair again then leaning against it, sighting. "I-...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have. Moving back to the topic...- The only reason I hesitated to give out the order on the spot was due to the enviroment. It's been so long that I assumed Rheinland forgot about us. For those brief seconds I threw the military doctrine out the window and thought more about those aboard the Cruiser. The second I took air in the lungs to yell out the attack order as I saw things heat up, the Commander intervened. In short: We did not ask for assistance up until we formally met the GRG. Things changed so much that I was afraid of meeting even the Zoners. I did not "relieve" the Captain of his duties as I thought it would've been taken as an act of aggression towards the remnants' survivors. ...you could say I was held between the hammer and the anvil in the most recent line of events."
Vilhelm then glanced at the monitor. "We stationed in Omicron Nu for only a few days. We've only seen small craft in the distance with odd readings - then again, our scanners also got damaged, we only identified ships by their appearance - , but no Liberty Navy Warships of such design ever appeared. We were hiding in the southern side of Omicron Nu, next to the sun. The few Navy-looking ships that found us were put down before getting a chance to report back their findings. It didn't last long though, as you've heard.
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