|Transmission on Corsair Frequency 4327/CBH
|ID: Luca.Bianchi, Corsair Recon White-2
|Location: Tripoli Shipyard, Omicron Gamma
|Opening Audio Message...
I hope this isn't a problem. We weren't sure if this would be acceptable; we're Corsairs, but not part of your Brotherhood.
Today, enroute to Bretonia with a full load of artifacts - not really a hell of a lot, it's just a Legionnaire - I picked up a worrying signal. Two hostile ships with insane mass analysis readings. The size of a cruiser at least.
I backed off... until I realized they weren't after me. The detailed scan finished just before they jumped to Omega-5; at least one of them was a Liberty-produced bulk transport.
Well, I really felt like an ass running from that, so I turned and followed them. They flew right past Cadiz, and none of our ships fired on them... then they flew into the Hammen Hole, right toward our enemies.
Their ships were called... hell, I can't pronounce this. Damn Rheinlanders. (You hear agitated typing, and the next words are said by a robotic voice.)Untertassenmann and Obertassenmann
I have no idea what they were carrying, but if they're going into Rheinland with it, it's not going to us. We should fix that. Especially if they think we're just gonna ignore them flying past Cadiz.
