[color=#FFFFFF]COMM ID:[color=#66ffff]Recruit Hoihe Dacino TARGET ID:Liberty Navy High Command SUBJECT:Hellfire Legion ENCRYPTION:Medium PRIORITY:Medium
Reporting In
I have calculated a patrol route up at Toronto Station that is to span from there down to the Hamburg Jump Gate, with 34 Waypoints. Satisfied, i've taken off in my Executioner Heavy Fighter, and head for the Magellan System. On the way I've encountered an Outcast, and requested him to leave Liberty Space, he complied and I escorted him out, all the way to Manchester.
On the Way back i've encountered a few miners and transports, a freelancer asked me for job and I suggested joining the navy. Nothing else happened until I saw a second outcast, a smuggler by the cargo he carried. I demanded him to drop the cargo and leave liberty space... he opened fire exclaiming never. My unconventional methods swiftly took him out. Unfortunately, I can not provide GunCam evidence of the battle. The Artifacts were destroyed, his escape pod disappeared. Perhaps a Nuclear Mine destroyed him as well.
I then decided to continue on my patrol. I picked up strange readings as I was headed to Planet Los Angeles, to draw a full circle of California System... something large was coming. And indeed, something large came. Here, in this compressed album are the guncams I've taken. A Liberty Cruiser.. Siege Cruiser to boot. I asked him to identify... to which he didn't reply... until he asked me "The legion was absent, but how come you forgot?" Then I remembered, and was outraged. I requested him to leave Liberty space, on which he opened warning fire on me as if "Go away stupid fly" was his intent. I kept on his tail, calling for back up. Eventually we came to Liberty Space where I broadcasted a request for people to stay vigil, for a rogue... Legion Cruiser was in space, then requested help from the Secondary Fleet. As shown in the guncams, i've received help, but not major. Eventually Ensign Hayes came to help as well, but the Siege Cruiser had back up as well, a snub-fighter. Eventually as we opened fire he activated his cloakwing device, forcing us into a dogfight. The Legionariee was well equipped, and trained well... My tactics againts common threats that involve high risk only ended with me suffering... I held the line for a while, then a wrong turn brought us into a collision, I ejected my escape pod, with myself in it, my ship exploded into a disassembled bucket of bolts. Thankful to the basic proplosion system built into the pods, I've turtled over to West Point, where I was hauled within. I know not of the later outcome, only that Roy Sanders cavaliered to the spot.
The moment I get a new ship, i'll be ready to fly. These burns will heal over time, they are mild.
