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Comm ID: 1st mate Matthew Roberts
Access point: #32-Alpha Mooring fixture, Planet Leeds, Leeds
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Shipping Division
CC: Transport Report

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Greetings, Sirs

I'm in awe, that I am. I don't think I've ever before seen riches so plentiful, or a convoy as huge as I have been part of today. Why even the captain... I...

Well, in any case the day started normal enough. We and a couple of ships took off from Leeds in a convoy carrying refugees, and finally arriving in Dublin on our way to the Rhineland to buy military equipment for the lads on the front. Now, you must understand, that the convoys usually attract a few miners willing to forego the long journey to the Rhineland refineries in exchange for a percentage of their profits. Well, today as soon as the broadcast sent the call, they came in an endless stream. I've never seen anything like this. BMM, IMG, even storage hulks came up to offer us their cargo. We were overwhelmed, burried under the piles and piles of raw gold ore.



We were forced to call in other Bowex transports to carry all that was being offered. The Lionheart, the Keynes, the Wheatstone, the Somerled, the Walpole, even the Majestic Skies turned up at one point, and we were loaded to the brim with prescious gold ore. Gold ore, that we procured at a bargain price, thanks to the negotiation skills mostly of misters Wills, and Roy. I've never seen so much ore in one place, and I doubt I ever will again.

When we were finally ready to set out, we found our way out of Dublin barred by a group of Mollies. Fortunately, a Bounty Hunter gunboat, the Mary Poppins was in the area, and we were able to hire it as escort. The Mary Poppins then called on reinforcements, and our hails to the BAF were similarly answered. The gathered ships of war made short work of those disgruntled miner rejects, and our convoy of no less than eight great ships was finally under way.



Our cargo was most prescious, and our escort less than plentiful. Though, mr Wills would say a few Shires with capable gunners indeed required none. Nevertheless, I for one was fairly shaking in my seat as we traversed the Omegas and most of the Rhineland. Indeed as many in the convoy failed to reign in their glee at such a demonstration of the might of the corporation, I was afraid their shouts and singing would be audible to every pirate in Sirius, not to mention the Corsairs and other bloody scavengers hiding in the asteroid fields right around us. My fears proved to be unfounded, however, and we made the delivery quite safely.



The bulk of the day's business finished, the convoy started unraveling and some ships, including the Bounty Hunter escort, parted with us to go on their own separate ways. However, there was still the shipment of military equipment that needed transporting to the front lines, the original business our convoy set out from Leeds for.



The journey proceeded smooth enough with most of the anxiety and stress that a more normal sum total value of our cargo allowed. The only remarkable incident was an encounter with a Rhineland farmer near a disrupted tradelane. The poor fellow was riling against Synth Foods ruining his business and poisoning the population in a sinister conspiracy. While his claims were somewhat extreme, we could not help but agree with him on the point of organically grown foods having a definite edge over our usual Synth Foods patent spacer rations, when he allowed us to buy some samples from his products.



With all the gold deposited at Rhineland by this convoy, I believe Bretonia's purchases for the front are well catered for for weeks, probably months to come. Not to mention the hearty profits the corporation should have been able to pocket. There is no doubt in my mind that we have accomplished a great deed today, indeed.

I'm sending the books of the Black Prince attached for review.

Yours,

Matthew Roberts

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