**incoming Transmission**
*Comm ID: Andrew Johnson
Great. Just Great. Well, Out on a normal Combat patrol, and something Extremely weird happens.
My Control Yoke Veers and my Cruise Powers up. I check my targeting computer, and its target is the
Sun in the new york system. on the edge of the corona it powers of cruise, and engine dies. in a desperate
attempt to change course, i pull out my pistol and blast the control panel. i hot-wire the Control, which gives
me a few Seconds of engine control. I get clear of the sun(it was dam hot) and i get my emergency Space Survival Gear on. I Pop The Canopy open, and try to Repair the Control Interface Adapter. I manage to re-route control to my Laptop, and start to make my way to the cockpit. Suddenly, something hits my sabre and i get launched off the ship. Luckily, Executive Commander Adam Daniels is there, and flys up next to me, allowing me to grab onto his ship, and hop in his cargo hold. dam it was damp in there. And smelly. But anyways, somehow, we get my damaged sabre to ouray. Right Now i dont think the engineers should try repairing it until we get a Tech to inspect the software on the dam ship. Anyway, I would like to place A Requisitions Order for a few things. Anyway, Thats about it, so i guess i should sign off.
