***Incoming transmission***
***Encryption: Very high***
***Getting key: OK***
***Location: Battleship Isis, Toledo Orbit***
***ID: Corporal Steven Wilkins, Primary Fleet***
***To: Order Secure Communications channel***
10th February, 816 A.S. Just another normal day for me. I woke up at around 5PM SMT, ate some breakfast, and, red alert. First thing I heard was, Keepers. Not the first time to happen lately, I thought, so I ate the whole meal. Then the engineers made my ship ready. I undocked and saw that there were two Keepers, several more incoming. At first it seemed that our wing has had the upper hand, but then another Keeper arrived, callsign "Ishkur". Fully loaded with organic regens and full battle loadout. The other two had the callsign "Quingu" and "Anzu", very often seen lately.
After several minutes of fighting we suffered our first ship loss, a few minutes later the second. I engaged to help them out, since it was getting tough. I had two Keepers on my six, while my wingpartners tried to take them off me, which wasn't so easy. After half an hour a "Morph" wing came to assist the Nomads. Callsigns were unknown to that date. "Da'Vilum" and "Ka'rer", as we called them. At that moment the Nomads had the upper hand, got support by another Morph, callsigned "Dac'Orash", but things changed fast. Our support wing arrived, but at that moment we suffered our third loss. About ten minutes later "Anzu" was paralyzed by Nicholas Rogers, who aids us against the Nomads alot. Second loss was achieved by him aswell, "Dac'Orash". At that moment we gained the upper hand. The third Nomad to get paralyzed was "Quingu", a very tough one, but in the end that didn't help it. I returned to Isis for repairs and ammo refilling. I still couldn't believe that it all happened in the morning. Now I need some free time and rest.
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