Xeno Alliance communications (iRP) (FO)

[centauri5pirate]

COMM ID: DESERT MOJAVE
ACCESS ID: 116261E

AFTER-ACTION REPORT

MESSAGE COMMENCING......


At 800 hours this morning, I set out on a routine patrol of the Silverton field. Long range scanners indicated a fellow Xeno had halted a transport ship at the tradelane about 12k away from me. I promptly altered course to lend assistance, and when I got there the trader had already complied with the order to abandon his cargo and was subsequently released. I grouped up with our comrade Jack "The Felon" Butcher and we waited for another hapless trader to fall into our trap. Not long after, a new target appeared on scanners. A Train came into view and was also ordered to halt, and he did not comply at first. He was ordered to empty his hold as well, along with his armaments. He did not comply and proceed to use some rather colorful language which cannot be repeated here. Due to his lack of understanding, he was shown the cold vacuum of space.

GUNCAM footage follows:



Then, we returned to the tradelane to see what would happen by, and a moment later, a police IFF'ed trader happened by. My communications were unsuccessful and I received no response but the sound of metal as my shields were dropped and my hull was breached. Foregoing any more attempts at communication, I returned fire and gave him "the what fer."

GUNCAM footage follows:



Another trader came along and we tailed him another tradelane towards Pueblo when a rather large Navy monstrosity came lumbering down the lane. Lucky for the trader, we turned our attention on the Navy boat. Things were looking good, and a Rogue even joined the fight (rather strange fighting this close to one without dodging his plasma guns) until a BH Gunboat showed up. We managed to dispatch the Navy cruiser, but the punishing BH guns proved too much for my already battered hull and myself and my gunner were forced to make way to the escape pods before the hull caved in.

GUNCAM footage right before the Navy boat's destruction follows:



My escape pod managed to get picked up by a passing patrol, before I was captured, and I am now safely back on Ouray. Looks like another ship wil need to be issued to me again.

END REPORT.

Just one question..... given to the fact that my escape pods seem to make it and my ships don't, why don't we make the ship hulls out of the same stuff! Anyway, I'm off now to the Ouray Inn to by my gunner a mug of 'shine, his performance was stellar against the Navy cruiser and he deserves a break. I will recommend a promotion for him as soon as I get some rest.

Mojave out.

......END TRANSMISSION

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You ask me why Im weary, why I cant speak to you.
You blame me for my silence, say Its time I changed and grew.
But the war's still going on dear, and theres no end that I know...
And I cant say if were ever...
I cant say if were ever gonna be free.