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:: Transmission received ::
:: To: Rebel forces ::
:: ID: Junior Lieutenant Aleksei Stroganov ::
:: Subject: Patrol ::
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Privet comrades!
Today I was patrolling the Omega-50, Dublin and Omega-49 systems. I entered Omega-50. There were no contacts at all near the anomaly. Honestly I was surprised. I ventured forth in the system, checked the Zoner installations. I have met a man there who probably was a Zoner. I asked him about if there were any Volkhanists around. He told me that I was the only SCRA who has seen today and he was about to ignite his cruise engines. I told him that I mean no harm. He calmed down and we started discussing about the difference between the Rebels and the Loyalists. He seemed quite intelligent and he understood everything I told him about us. After like 10 minutes of useless chatter I told him that I have to leave and patrol elsewhere so we said farewell to each other. I departed towards Dublin system through Omega-49.
Omega-49. The system was clear so far. A few corsairs appeared. They had gunboats. Firstly they wanted to shoot me because my affilation. I told them that wiping the corsairs out is not our primary goal, but if they attack I will defend myself. After a few short sentences they decided to continue their route to Dublin. They said they are going to pirate people and shoot them if they resist. I just shrugged. I don't really care about them until they are here to cause trouble. I followed them to the Dublin system.
Dublin. It has changed a lot. Busy miners were flying around near the mining zones. Strangely I haven't seen any transport ships. Maybe because the two Imperator class gunboats. They have got an individual signal that makes them quite easy to spot so the transport must have fled because of them. I met a miner there who seemed smart at the first time, but after he called me a pirate... I changed my opinion about him. Gave him a short lesson about the Coalition and I returned to the base.
To sum it up, it was a long and tiring day. At least I met some new people.
See you in space, comrades!
Stroganov out.
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