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

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[source......................Lt Martin Bridge]
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Greetings officer,

another awkward day in Leeds. I began my patrol as usual, when I noticed some strange noises from a kusarian ship right above Leeds. Something like a breakfist, then shower and yawns. Getting closer I could see this was a imperial navy destroyer, callsign Kunai. The captain basically explained he was camping in Leeds and having hollidays. You can imagine my confusion about this, but could not force him to leave as I was only flying a scout ship.

While keeping a close eye on both him and Countess Tarrant who, listening to her curiosity, joined us for her tea break, a trading ship issued an emergency call about corairs pirating the New London lane. Moving to the place, I joined commodore Doyle facing a [murderer] party flying a gunboat and a cruiser. With the presence of the kuarian destroyer, we found ourselves in a three way situation.

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The threat required heavier gear than my paladin so I headed back to the Derby and just found this :

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It seems Bretonia have a new hero around.

Back in a bomber I joined an intervention group which included in turn Doyle, HMS Nestor, Alster, Batman and myself. The engagement itself was terrible, as contradictory orders made us engage different targets, leading to the loss of Doyle, Alster and Nestor, and ashaming the BAF in front of our nobility and a friendly ennemy having tea together in the mean time. From the confusion though the gunboat was eventually destroyed.

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Evetually a group of Able Ace came in support and the cruiser prefered to flee, unfortunately out of my CD range at the time. It was a lucky move in some way though, since shortly I experienced a mechanical failure requiring the attention of the Derby crew. I docked, disregarding the thugs shouting insanity in the system channel and the couple of gains spotted in piracy at the Edimburg gate.

I wonder if this place was actually Leeds, or if it was somehow a second New York.

Regards,
Lieutenant Martin Bridge.

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