[Convoy] Route Reports

[Rubber_Duck]

*starting logbook recorder*
*logbook of Convoy ONS-92*
*video transmission enabled*

*A tall man can be seen, with a black coloured beard all over his face. He seems to be a bit stressed, even if his voice sounds very calm*

Lieutenant, take a stationary orbit above planet Leeds, until I finished the Logbook recording!

*Yes sir. Orbit taken.*

Alright. We are back at Leeds again... but indeed, this day made me older. About 5 years, nearly.

*laughter can be heard, the man talking laughes, too*

Our route had just begun, who were: Myself, Flying_Mustang, Super_Cabbage and Paul_Chapman, with HMS-Gleaves, HMS-Fletcher, Benson, Radford and Sunrail as escorting vessels.

When we passed the Magellan Jumphole, which is our usual route when bringing Refugees or Ore to New York, we were just surrounded by several Craft, showing hostile behaviour. As it seemed, they intended to tax us, because 2 of my transports, Cabbage and Chapman, were carrying a part load of Gold Ore from Dublin, which is one of the best ways to serve her majesties War Effort.

As I was told, that they demanded the sum of 15 Million Sirius Credits, I... lets say, became angry a bit, and started to scan the hostile ships.

*Another loud laughter can be heard, this time out of the direction Weapons Control*

Hey, Commander! Would you please keep it quiet while I am recording the logs?

*Sorry, sir. I just rememberd what happened. And... true, it isn't that funny at all. My apologies, sir.*

Okay... where have I been.... right. the scanning. So, the Scan said, there was a single Tridente Gunboat, 2 Lane Hacker Bombers, a Roc Bomber, a Barghest, and a single Sabre. Okay. hard stuff. But i wasnt willing at all to pay 15 Millions, so the fight... started. We bacame some help of an IMG officer, helping us to fight against outcast signatured craft. While Mr. Chapman was in his captains cabin, his ship was severly hit, so he needed to abandon it, and for gods sake, i got his eject pod.

But, against all earlier expectations, one enemy after another was falling. So, the Tridente went down first, Gleaves and Benson were on him, when he passed my Shire....
Oh, Commander! Was that why you were laughing?

*Points on the weapons control*

*Yes sir, indeed*

Okay. Well, we have hit him badly, so that Gleaves was able to finish him off quickly, while Radford, Sunrail and Fletcher were caring for the other bombers. I dont know what happened to the Sabre, it all went really quick. But the bombers didnt survive too long, and Sunrail was after the fleeing ones. So, with a single loss, we could regroup to our standard two columns and leave the area.

Meanwhile, I ordered a new Shire from our Docking Bay at Leeds, which arrived soon, so that Paul_Chapman could take over that craft, and we were able to continue our route.
And since most crafts didnt waste any supplies in combat, only a few of us needed emergency repairs on Freeport 4, which we were gladly granted to use by the IMG officer who was helping us.

All went without further problems, until we entered New York space.

We heard some well known voices, I wont mention the names in this case, over system wide comms. Those ones made me shiver. Sunrail proposed to scout ahead, and to keep them involved in action, if he should find them.
So, we tried to make our way to Pittsburgh, my column arrived there without problems, the second column was disrupted, and Super_Cabbage was hit, so that he needed to abandon his ship. Paul_Chapman got his eject pod in that time, and tried to reach Pittsburgh, while Fletcher was providing support fire, and Sunrail engaged the enemy.
We reached Pittsburgh then safely, and commenced our route to Detroit, then to Ontario and to Leeds. No further incidents.

In fact, we lost 2 Shire class transports on that way, including both Gold Ore shipments. But all the 6000 refugees reached their destination safely, same as the whole load of military vehicles. 1 Gunboat slightly damaged, 1 Shire slightly damaged. My craft hadn't been hit at all, seemed to be a lucky day for me. And both of the Snubs that escorted us finally werent damaged, Sunrail was destroyed, after habing bravely killed one of the offenders, his eject pod was tractored in by an LNS craft after Sunrail delivered a hell of a fight. After some time in hospital, he will be in service again, I'm sure.

That's it for today. I'm gonna sign off, I will visit Chamberlains tea room. For a glass... no, a bottle of scotch.

*Looks at his Commo*

Lieutenant, send a short transmission to all craft that were in our last Convoy. We meet in Chamberlains tea room soon, all on my expenses.

*Roger that, sir.*

Let's dock.

*a beep can be heard*

*Computer Voice: Planet Leeds docking clamps fixed*

*stopping logbook recorder*

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