Transmission to: SCRA Fighter Command
Comm ID: Commander Weise
Routed Through: IMG Channels
Brothers, those man-eating corsairs have taken another shot to the chest! Two Cruisers, two gunboats, and a Titan were claimed today in a battle stretching from Omega-5 to Omega-41. Commodore O'Jovem, Captain Striatov, myself, and Lt-Commander Karchov launched from Cape Verde an hour ago. I grabbed my scimitar, and the others their bombers.
We advanced into Omega-5, and were preparing to move into Omega-41, when the corsair fleet was among us. I dispatched OPG Poisin within minutes, as the others took down the gunboats. The two cruisers immediatly fled, but their cowardice only postphoned the inevitable. One cruiser was caught on the other side of the hole, and blasted to smithereens, leaving the crew to burn in the hash radiation. An Ion storn caught me then, and left my nav sensors incapable for several minutes.
When it cleared, I spotted the other cruiser near the Omega-5 hole, and engaged. As he attempted to flee from our overwhelming firepower, I laced the bridge with fire, and she exploded into scrap.
From there, the flight moved to Ronneburg to reload and repair. Captain Straitov replaced his bomber with his fighter, and from there we moved to Bretonia. Upon our entry to Cambridge, we were hailed by Commander Stanley Nelson of the BAF, who informed us in his pompus, arrogant, and rather girlish tones that we were not welcome.
Uh huh.
Commander Nelson was the first to perish, followed by the Gunboat HMS-Warspite. Following that, I engaged a bomber piloted by an extremely skilled Ensign. I kept his shields down, but he appeared to have a limitless suply of Nuclear mines. After the third bout of radiation slammed into my ship, I saw no choice but to ditch on the IMG's Cardif Mining Station. The fight outside rages, and I see the young lad who forced me down has perished. He was brave, but brave on the wrong side of this war.
I expect reports to come from Commodore O'Jovem very soon, and I assume a transport is enroute for me and my fighter. Don't hurry too much though, I've introduced the pub here to 'Crazy Mexicans', and I think that burly chap in the corner is looking fo-
*Blam! Blamblam!*
Erm, he was looking for a fight. Anyhoo, I'll be back soon, keep the Vodka cold for me.
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
