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COMM ID: Commissar-Lieutenant Konstantin Petrovin
LOCATION: Zvezdny Gorodok, Omega-52 System

Privet, Tovarischi.

Though other projects have come about as of late, I have not neglected my more martial duties. I am, after all, a pilot in the Coalition Fighter Corps.

I set out on a patrol of the Omega systems. Things were mostly quiet until I ran into a member of the Red Hessian Army, a certain "Sam Daniels" who chose to join me. Not long afterward we happened upon a Corsair-identified CSV. Ah, if only all Corsairs flew such impotent ships... it was scurrying on at quite a pace, so I opted to use long range barbs of the verbal kind. As it turned out, this pilot had apparently "not yet joined up" yet, but it would appear his ideology is set, judging by his response. A pity.

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Image 1 (Comm Log 1)

Tovarisch Daniels and I moved to Omega-41 and then Omega-47 in search of targets; Omicron Gamma had an inordinately high level of activity, so we sought to stay one step behind "kicking the hive". We managed to intercept a Corsair transport carrying a load of Deuterium in the direction of Gamma; Tovarisch Daniels was eager to set it aflame, but I offered the pilot an ultimatum. The pilot understood quite well and obliged; Daniels and I were able to secure a total of 95 metric tons of Deuterium after the Corsair dropped the entire shipment and ran for the hills. I let him live, but I never forget a face; the next time I see him carrying fuel for the enemy, I will not be so lenient.

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Image 2 (Comm Log 2)
Image 3 (Comm Log 3)
Image 4 (Comm Log 4)
Image 5 (Comm Log 5)
Image 6 (Ship Scan)
Image 7 (Dropping the Cargo)

We returned to Omega-5, but along the way happened across somebody called "Shadow", or some such name. He was flying a very primitive Corsair design, and turned tail for Gamma the moment I showed up on his sensors. Quaint.

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Image 8 (Enemy Running)
Image 9 (Comm Log 6)

Just short of retiring for the day, Tovarisch Daniels and I, along with a "Mike Stah" whom we had met upon returning to Omega-5, ran into the same Corsair CSV as before, hauling a small load of artifacts. I left the Hessians to deal with that one as they pleased, and returned to base for debrief. The Deuterium I "received" from the willing Corsair will be thoroughly examined for any trace of foul play, and if deemed safe shall be added to our stockpile.

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Image 10 (Comm Log 7)
Image 11 (Deuterium Secured)

Awaiting the Red Dawn.

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