>>>Incoming Transmission: Shoi ' Hayato Nekketsu.
>>>Time: Week 116, 817 A.S
After some time on the front, my commanding officers generously re-assigned me to the Sado, giving me some much needed time with my wife. Patrols have been quiet, and I have observed mostly civilian traffic, typically freighters, transporting basic alloys and the like.
It was not until my last patrol that I met any smugglers: An orbital spa & cruise vessel dubbed 'Spat' arrived in New Tokyo loaded with nomad material, plutonium and kusari pilots. The ship was a royal liner, of bretonian manufacture I believe. As the captain seemed unaware of the law, I informed him, asked him to drop the pilots and the nomad material, and gave him the opportunity to leave Kusari via the Sigmas. The pilot refused to drop the nomad material (which he admitted to be trading in) and fled into deep space. The pursuit went on for hundreds of kilometres, finally the ship slowed, and opened fire. I managed to dent the hull of the massive craft, but ultimately failed: as the liners green-fire tore my ship to pieces.
He did free the kusari naval forces pilots, but as you can see from the last recording from my escape pod, he retrieved them upon my Chimeras destruction, along with the bretonian prisoners I had in tow. I realise that the odds were against me, expecting assistance: I entered a regrettable situation; I will be wiser next time. Transmission ends...
