-----INCOMING TRANSMISSION----- Comm ID: Lieutenant Angelica Broch
Location: Zvezdny Gorodok.
Recipient: SCRA High Command
Hail, Comrades,
I would like to start this message by thanking you for my promotion. I hope I must not do any more acts of this nature, despite the thrill I get for them. It is an honor to be a Lieutenant of the Revolution.
I had heard of this Hispania Memorium requirement before in rumors in Kalashnikov's. I didn't honestly believe that all new members had to do it. Shows how dense I can be. I mounted up into my newly assigned Insurgent and grabbed Ben Warner by the scruff of his neck. If I were to do this, I would have a familiar face with me.
We departed from Zvezdny Gorodok and hastily made our way through the Omega systems, enacting a comms blackout upon entrance of Omicron Eta. After careful navigation through the minefield, we moved above the designated flight plan in order to avoid detection. Luckily, no Outcast vessels entered our sensors range.
Omicron Alpha seemed rather desolate as we exited the jump hole. The comm traffic was non-existant and no vessel was within defense range of the jump hole to Eta. Once again, down we went; continuing on a parallel path in accordance to the normal flight plane. Quickly, we crept up under the wreck, hastily scrawling our marks and then hoofing it to Malta for a pick up.
It is my regret to inform High Command that our cake, albeit delicious, was denied due to the fact that we as the SCRA had entered it. Luckily, we picked up both the cake and the forces we had placed on Malta in order to enter said cake into the bake-off.
As quickly as we had entered, we had left the system, towing a rather hideous Tridente behind us for two systems before it simply got bored and let us alone. The recovered soldiers and cake are now on Zvezdny Gorodok; the soldiers happily with their comrades and the fate of the cake: unknown.
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