Message to: TBH
Comm ID: An exhausted Don Carlos Benitez
At around 1100pm toady, the pilot of a large train slipped past our blockade and released 700 so-called "VIP" tourists to cause havoc on the surface of Crete.
Soon, the barmaid I gave my comm ID to last night was hailing my ship from the planet surface complaining that the influx had caused massive food shortages.
So as not to upset the wench, I boarded by Titan and headed for Omega-41. I landed on the Freeport to find that they had run out of food rations.
Desperately, I pointed my ship in the direction of Omecron Theta, and headed to Freeport-9. Thankfully, they had a stockpile of food, although anticipating the shortages, those slimy Zoners had over-priced it all.
So, I filled my Titan, and carried 65 tonnes of Food Rations back to Crete, evading numerous BHG patrols. The OPG also dispatched a number of fighters to retrieve food.
Id like to remind you all that Crete is not a tourist destination. The colony on Crete is small, in the grand scheme of things, and the lack of arable land on the planet means that they barely have enough food to live on.
They rely on food we bring them, either from the Zoners, or from transports we have raided. The release of 700 overweight "VIPs" into our Planet's bars is more than enough to cause our children to starve.
It's likely to be at least a week before the majority of these self-righteous scum leave Crete, although assassins have been dispatched to deal with a small portion of them. Until theyre gone, Crete is going to need regular shipments of food, from anyone who can spare the cargo space.
To the credit of the trader in question, he did return to Crete with a cargo-hold full of Rations, Luxury Food and Pharmaceuticals soon after. A little too late however, im not sure if that barmaid wench is ever going to serve me again.