Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

[Banza]

...Incoming Transmission
Comm ID: James Hobart
To: The Bretonia Armed Force
Subject: Weekly reporting

The whole day was blurry, bloody week and numerous kills behind me. My headaches are occurring more oftenly, I fear it is psychological reaction to all those destruction that is around me. But I will not let myself to end up like those poor lunatics in "nut house", raving about foolish things, because I have a purpose; my family. But lets continue with my report. It all started in Dublin. HMS - Sovereign was in charge of Dublin patrol when he encountered "Nest" of wasps (Mollys). Distress call was sent immediately and our reinforcements were deployed. Three ships came to aid the captain; 2 Templar class and one Challenger. We had a slight advantage, for the opposite side had 2 gunboats, one Greyhound and 1 Barghaster. Sovereign fought bravely and long but soon he succumbed to the fire of gunboats and a bomber, but before his gateway he inflicted heavy damage to one of the gunboats eventually in the end destroying it. His help was precious, but the fight was far from over, we still had to destroy impressive Molly fighter wing. Ens. Pierce Quinn and I directed our attention towards the enemy gunboat, while Ens. Carter was trying to dodge "enemy bullets". But it was useless, Carter had to eject and prevent his death, for we need our pilots alive. Materialistic property is not important as long as there is will; ships will be build and resources will be found. The bomber which destroyed Carters ship was next on my list and soon he was annihilated but unfortunately his pod was tractor by his fellow "drunkard". There was only one target left on the field, if we managed to capture him we would have two molly aces in our hold, but he was a sneaky one. While distracting us with "muttering" about surrender he managed to use our moment of carelessness and escape. It would be a magnificent achievement if we succeeded but we lost track of him near one of Dublins asteroid belts. We cannot call this victory for we have lost in some way but with satisfied expressions on our faces, Ens. Pierce Quinn and I decided to reward ourselves with Tea onboard Essex. Our tea brake lasted only half an hour. Essex was reporting of unknown fighting force attacking Bretonia ships. We undocked worn and tired from the Essex to intercept and prevent further destruction. Sight was horrifying, we encountered a group called Phantoms and a mighty group it was (2 VHF class ships, destroyer and a bomber). I myself didnt know who were they nor did Bretonia data base but one thing was sure they were not there to invite us to the tea party. Their guns didnt spare any energy and we were engaged as soon as we entered their aim range. Thanks to gods our savior HMS - Rodney came to our aid destroying the destroyer - "how ironical" with no problem letting us to take care of the rest. Luck was on our side this time, but we cant say that for our ships, for they are under repairs. With hope that tomorrow will be a calm day I returned to my family once more alive and healthy.
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This is the second week of increased Corsairs activity, and I am bringing the news that Armed forces are doing what they can about it. I will take liberty and start with the Corsairs gunboat, which was encountered near New London. As always I consider those "cannibalists" humans, and as always I give them opportunity to repent for their sins, but as always they do not know what the word PEACE means. He was a silent one though, and from the development of situation it seemed like he is going away but his actions proved differently. He flew into system full of Bretonian Pilots; Salisbury, and with that action he signed his death wish. He is now nothing more then dust in vacuum.
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But as everyone knows Corsairs are like rats, you kill one 10 more appears, and that theory proved right. Hours later while doing my Cambridge patrol I was ambushed by 2 Corsair pilots to be more exact 2 Titan class ships. They obviously heard about their friends death and decided to take revenge. I thought this was end of James Hobart but gods have sent me an "Angel". Rodney Trotter came to my aid and after long and exhausting fight; lets just say both of them are sharing the same fate of their dead friend.


This is only the beginning, more of them tried to destroy our way of living, as my patrol slowly came to an end I got a distress call. Corsair scum was attacking an honest Transport captain which is really adaptive I must say. He used all that commotion and escaped while I was dealing with the enemy.
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There were more attempts off course; one was on my launch brake also. I was attacked by no one else then Corsair(Gunboat), he forced me to spill tea over my control board, after which I was very angry since it was all sticky. He managed to do some damage to my just repaired ship but at the end he was the one who was floating in his pod. You all question yourself for how long can it go like this but I m not quite finished yet.
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Two gunboats entered Leeds, to pillage and plunder, to kill and etc *Frowns* But like before why should they learn now? Ens. Trotter and I dealt with them easily, so easy that it was like -taking a candy from a child.
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I ask you how should we describe the Corsairs race. Indeed they are humans, but special brand. Resilient and stubborn once more they came but now with the gunboat class ship. Thanks to guns of Norfolk I managed to destroy that metal Monster and once more be victorious.
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It seems the more we kill them the more they come. There is only two things more, important to be mentioned, Corsair in Omega 3 and Two Hippies. Including them those are all victims of this so called war. For they are putting it upon us, we are only defending our homes and families, and we will do so until the last spark fades from our eyes. Long live the The Queen. With this I end my week report.
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With regards;
Lt.James Hobart