To: Unioners (Bering Relay 257)

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✶✶✶ UNIONER ENCRYPTED UPLINK – UN-VF81 "ARBEITER" VERY HEAVY FIGHTER ✶✶✶

CALLSIGN: HELLION

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Uplink initialisiert...

Signalverbindung wird hergestellt... Bitte warten...

>>> VERBINDUNG HERGESTELLT <<<

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GAMMA-ONE-THREE-PHI-'HELLION'

TO: Lovelace
FROM: V.A.N.T. (Vorausaufklärungsnetzteam) GAMMA-ONE-THREE-PHI, ACTUAL
SUBJECT: You delivered. Shall we step it up?

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UN-VF81 'ARBEITER'

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│ DESIGNATION: UN-VF81 'ARBEITER' │
│ CLASS: UNIONER VERY HEAVY FIGHTER │
│ HULL INTEGRITY: ██████████ 100% │
│ SHIELDS: ██████████ 90% │
│ POWER CORE: THORIUM MOX REACTOR │
│ ARMAMENT: 7/1x Hardpoints // 2x Missile Mount // 1x CD/T Countermeasure │
│ CREW: 1 PILOT // AUTOMATED SYSTEMS: ACTIVE │
│ CURRENT LOCATION: REDACTED │
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TECHNICAL ANALYSIS

The Arbeiter is a highly modular very heavy fighter platform built entirely with domestic Rheinland technology.
Publicly, it stands as the cornerstone of the Union’s drive for independence from foreign spacecraft suppliers.

Implicitly, the Arbeiter represents a bold attempt to leapfrog both Hessian and Gas Miners Guild fighter programs.
Drawing from decades of accumulated shipbuilding talent and mechanical improvisation, the Unioners have produced a space superiority platform that reflects their unrelenting pragmatism — combining performance, molecularity, and survivability under hostile conditions.

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Riehl here, confirming you're for real.

Well ain't you running high interest on your uncle's legacy?



You're past the airlock now.


Don't doubt yer'self, for ya' unhallowedly competent - a Tear in the Rough. Sure, you're gem in need of a lapidarist, got unrefined regolith clinging to you. Yeah - you're not a natural at running outsize payload; so what?

It's no sweat. We didn't hire you to lay down tracks we already know the footwork for. Smuggling en-masse is our game. Software on the sly? That's yours, and there's nobody better. Look...

...You came up with the goods, girl. You delivered, when all too few do. One point to you.

We cashed your delivery, your cargo didn't get interdicted, and no matter how meticulous our scrapers get, they can't find a whiff of spyware. Can't tell if that's trustworthy or just impressive. Nevertheless, we're happy; nixed all pain points. These Avi'con packages are Primo' open source integrated circuitry. It's top-rate, up their with our own gear, albeit, 'cording to our Artificers, you've gone and found architectural workarounds for Syst'Control that'll set our flight-techs sleepless. That's high praise, coming from Shiptweakers with sixteen generations of pride blazing a plume behind 'em.

Look, Canny work lies south of the Tanner Divide for those with dark fingers and a seamless codebase.

We promised more to come if you came through - which ya' did.

The Union trusts you, Circles. At least, to the point where we're willing to stick our own necks out. You've proven you're a match for the drudgin' basics.

How about we raise the hammer, hm?

For we've got another commission for you. This one's more up your trade lane than the last.

It concerns one of your enemies - the middle finger of the Big Three - and an itch you can't scratch, but we can. We can't get our claws out without a set of nerves to guide our hand, though. That's where you'll be coming in.

We'll be upping the ante - there's no credits on offer this time. Credits aren't how we Syndics take care of our own. No, the Unions' all solidarity and starships. Call it a cargo cult, call it the generational inheritance of the Alster yard, but, to us, credits are for paying off disposables. We value the real bis' in tons of hull mass and mega-tonnes of reactor output. You feel me?

Ergo, your payment, this time, will come in ships. We'll give you steel, in exchange for actionable data.

We can't discuss the specifics until we know if you're willing to consider the offer on its merits. Sorry, OPSEC.

Oh, uh, people are gonna' die this time. Fair warning. If you're not up for that, let us know.

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...Übertragung endet...

VERBINDUNG UNTERBROCHEN

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Transmitting Officer: Gunda Riehl
Rank / Position: <Scrambled>
Sector: Tanner Expanse

✶✶✶ TRANSMISSION TERMINATED ✶✶✶

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