Otto von Dresden - Stories, Logs etc

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   From: Otto von Dresden
   Subject: Otto von Dresden - Log 06/30/835
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   

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   I woke to a blaring summons from High Command, a grim mission that cut through the silence.
   Without hesitation, I called my crew.
   My Hessians answered, their loyalty an iron-clad truth.
   The E\V/-OCV-Grabesrufer was ready in no time, a warship born for the void.
   We made haste for Omicron Zeta, chasing a ghost of a distress call from a research vessel. Time was a luxury we couldn't afford to lose.
   
   We cut all non-essential power - weapons, life support, even the toilets.
   The entire crew held their breath for the two minutes it took to breach the minefield.
   Every ounce of energy was funneled to the shields, a single-minded defiance against the void.
   
   The jump was imminent.
   
   

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   We ripped through space, all systems back online, the monstrous warship settling into a deliberate cruise.
   In moments like these, I was thankful for my crew, for their grim determination in this godforsaken part of the sector.
   After what felt like an eternity, we reached the Pohnpei Edge Nebula.
   
   Suddenly, the lights died.
   Red emergency strobes flashed, and sirens screamed through the corridors, calling us to battle stations.
   
   This was not a drill.
   
   

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   We finally locked on to the source: a "Corvo" research vessel, surrounded by a swarm of Nomad fighters and… a Nomad Dreadnaught.
   
   My pilots, cold and precise, drifted the ship into position.
   The Firing Officer primed the Avalanche Turrets.
   A blue rain of lasers tore through the Nomad fleet, turning their vessels into dust.
   The Dreadnaught was history in minutes, a testament to our firepower.
   We then turned our attention to the lesser vessels, a systematic slaughter.
   Our shields absorbed the relentless barrage of shots and torpedoes, sustained by a dwindling supply of emergency shield batteries.
   
   After an eternity, the Nomad ships were annihilated.
   But the victory was not without cost.
   Loss of life and accidents resulted from the massive vibrations and shocks caused by the torpedoes of the bomber-like nomad vessel and the heavy fire of the nomad dreadnaught. Their memory will be honored at a later time.
   
   Our mission was not yet complete.
   
   

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   We hailed the vessel, but received no response. I ordered a boarding party.
   Their report was… unsettling.
   A woman, badly injured, lay in the wreckage.
   I ordered her brought to the med bay, sealing off the area with her and the "doctors" High Command had assigned to us.
   
   All I was told was that she was some kind of researcher, but that the information was classified.
   My rank wasn't high enough, they said.
   My men, sealed off with them, simply looked at me and said they couldn't speak.
   
   We set a course for Planet Akabat.
   
   As they took the woman off the ship, I asked her how she was doing. She simply looked at me and said one word: "Summer."
   
   I hope my Lea would be proud of me, of us today.
   
   
   

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   This is Otto,
   Otto von Dresden
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