Red Hessian Reporting Facility

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Message to: RHA Command
Comm ID: Oberleutnant Florian Waap
Location: Vogtland, Dresden

It has been a glorious few days! Having spent too many weeks in the hangers, the Wurdiz finally launched again from Vogtland. I plotted a course for the New Berlin system, to ask for donations to our cause from any ships that were in the vicinity. As I neared the trade lanes between I was joined by the newly commissioned Heimdall, Liebling, commanded by Oberleutnant Hessler I believe. Shortly thereafter we were joined by another Heimdall, Dais of Destruction, Herr Joe Parr and Herr Nez in a Thor. Quite a force we made, and donations to the cause came in thick and fast.

During our time in New Berlin we were engaged by three enemy vessels, two of which were RM bombers, and also a single DHC escort ship, and eagle I believe. Herr Parr engaged the bomber, but his ship was destroyed. Fortunately we were able to recover his escape pod quickly. Herr Hessler got plenty of practice in piloting the Liebling, and was able to take out one of the RM bombers, and I belive the Dais got the other. The DHC escort vessel ran in the face of our overwhelming force. I seems my gun-cams were malfunctioning, so we have no record of the engagements. Sadly the trade ships began to disappear, and eventually a battleship was scrambled to counter our presence.

At this point we decided that caution was the wise course, and headed for Omega 54 to test our piloting skills. While the Liebling and Dais were busy testing their piloting and gunnery skills against each other, and the Wurdiz docked for quick repairs to the gun-cams, I got my Loki and had a quick training session with Herr Nez. Victorious in the simulation fight we had, I rejoined the Wurdiz, and proceeded to enter a battle simulation with the Dais, and then with the Liebling. I am happy to report that the crew of the Wurdiz excelled in their stations, and we were victorious in both gunboat simulations as well.

When the Liebling and Dais had to dock, Nez and myself in the Wurdiz, opted to see if we could garner any further donations to the cause. New Berlin was fruitless, so we moved to Stuttgart where pickings were equally thin.

We decided to move to the Omega systems from there. As we jumped into Omega-7, I picked up an interesting signal. The transmission was somewhat garbled, but I noticed a distinctly hispanic accent, so we moved to locate the source of the transmission. My communications officer was able to indentify the source of the transmission, a vessel by the name of Fausto. My gut instinct was that this was a Corsair vessel. Long range scans were able to lock onto his signal, and we set out to hunt the vessel down.

Eventually we found the Fausto in Omega-3, pirating the lanes between the IMG base and the Freeport. It was, as I had suspected, a Corsair. An Imperator gunboat, no less. A good test for the crew of the Wurdiz. As we moved to an attacking vector, I detected a mercenary in a bomber of some kind engaging the Corsair vessel. I decided to sit back and watch the fight.

The bomber was piloted by Director Seido of the DXI, an organisation I have not heard of before. In any event, he didn't last long, falling to the guns of the Corsair, without being able to inflict any damage. As the Corsair became aware of our presence, he moved his ship to an aggressive posture, and I ordered my crew to attack, requesting Herr Nez to hold back in case the Corsair had any backup he might call in. The Wurdiz was easily able to outmanoeuver the Fausto, and before long the fight was over. The Wurdiz came through the test easily, with only minimal depletion of the emergency shild batteries.

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We moved towards the Omega-7 gate, hoping to persuade passing traders to further empty their pockets for us. Before we'd reached the gate, a loud-mouthed hunter had transmitted his presence to the system across wide band comms. After a quick consultation with Herr Nez, we also transmitted a system wide comm, advising the hunter of our location, in the hope of drawing him into a fight we knew he couldn't win. The tactic worked, and shortly after we arrived at the gate, the hunter showed up.

Once again my crew showed their mastery of the Heimdall, and the hunter was dispatched without much fuss, while Herr Nez was free to collect a couple more donations from passing traders.

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Trade traffic through the Omegas dried up after that, so we headed back to Vogtland for some well earned R&R.

Florian out.

Message ends

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