Getting away from the ladies on New Tokyo is getting tougher, but I still managed to get some deliveries in. I would also like to take a moment to compliment the local forces in Omicron Gamma who assisted with scouting and security. Without their help these shipments might not have made it...
*sultry voice interupts in the background* Frank... You said you'd be right back! I'm getting cold all by myself over here...
Right! Well here are the delivery details. I've got some other *ahem* business concerns to attend to.
Delivery of 9180 units of food rations:
Excerpts from ships log: