I have to admit, I was starting to get worried if I was ever going to see space again, but the massive ion storm suddenly passed away. It was astonishing to see the Rheinland traffic and trade being re-established so quickly, although that brought the smugglers and embargo runners along aswell.
I began my duties with embargo supervision, Feldwebel Kreuzchen soon joined me near Planet Hamburg. The first issue to deal with was a Freelancer merchant, a Percheron class transport designated as Dagon.Transport. He hailed us on system comms as he entered Hamburg, so we coordinated him to Planet Hamburg for a routine inspection. The ship complied and I ordered Herr Kreuzchen to run a scan on the Transport's hold. Luckily enough, I ran a routine scan on the ship aswell, since Herr Kreuzchen failed to notice the hundreds of Gaian livestock species stuffed into the Percheron's hold. I informed the ship's captain regardling the Kanzler's laws, and made him relinquish the content of his cargo bay for confiscation. He followed my orders without trouble and due to the lack of any specialists to be found on spot, we had to destroy the Gaian species which the Dagon formerly had in its hold. It turned out that the merchant was contracted by a Cambridge researcher, but since he failed to equip the transport with the proper researcher license, he was not authorised to carry his hold into Rheinland.
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Shortly afterwads, we picked up a Freelancer fighter on our sensors, one that seemed to have been assembled purely out of scrap. The pilot, David Saferight, stopped as soon as we ordered him to do so, although he seemed to be in a hurry. During the scan of his cargo hold, me and Kreuzchen discovered three pieces of unknown organic things, most probably still alive in the pilot's cargo hold. I am more than certain they were nomads or something related. We had to act quick and since no MND agents were available, we ordered the Freelancer to jettison the alien things into space. Luckily, the things were secured in some pod, so they didn't attack us. I ordered Kreuzchen to eliminate the strange things with a salvo of Tachyon. During the trial on the spot, we determined that the Freelancer didn't know what the things he had on board were and what dangers they posed, but we didn't fill him in on our anticipations, mostly because we were yet unaware of what those things exactly were. We authorised him to leave Rheinland and told him to watch out for what he tractors in while flying in unmapped space. After that incident, Feldwebel Kreuzchen left, and Fridrich Heinz, a reserve pilot came to replace him.
Our next client was not so co-operative. An IMG Atlas class transport under a Freelancer registration code showed up at Hamburg, designated as beasboy.GL. The ship's captain didn't stop for inspection as ordered, we caught him just a moment before him taking the lane to Westfalen. I ran a scan on his cargo hold, which indicated him being in possession of a full hold of Plutonium. I asked the captain where the shipment was going, he admitted that he was shipping to Pennsylvania, that being Liberty territory. I informed him on our hostile status with the House, but he initiated the trade lane sequence to Westfalen just as I was accessing the comms. Luckily enough, I ordered Herr Heinz to move a lane further before that happened, so the reserve pilot was quick enough to prevent the embargo runner from escaping. The beasboy.GL further attempted to elude us by engaging its cruise engines and firing countermeasures as a response to our disruptors, but didn't manage to escape. Eventually, the captain of the transport stopped trying to evade us and started saying something like "read the rules" and we "dont have the rite", however we didn't succeed in figuring out what he wanted to achieve with these senseless statements. We gave him several warning to drop his cargo, then I ordered Herr Heinz to fire a warning salvo at the ship's shields. The beasboy.GL responded with trying to engage some cloaking device, which is something we couldn't allow to happen. We started firing at the ship with all guns, ripping the transport's hull apart. I tried to contact the ALG Waste Disposal to bring the radioactive material back to Dortmund, but failing to do so, we blew the shipment of Plutonium up with a mine after evaquating the area.
Nothing worthy of being detailed happened afterwards besides a smaller encounter with a Freelance miner and a remarkably weird Junker vessel. We did a smaller patrol around Berlin and Dresden with Herr Heinz and I landed on the Strausberg afterwards.
Hauptfeldwebel Voelkel signing off.
Powering down transmitter...
Cutting comm link...
Closing visual data...
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