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Incursus and 2 fighters left Ouray base in a patrol on the New York system.
Reaching New York, they found nothing, so they proceded towards California system.
As PFC Marian White reached the California Jump-Gate he docked, and quickly went on the other side.
The Comms started screaming from Guy Dale, as he was alerting everyone that an Liberty Dreadnought was leaving New York system towards California system.
Marian White was ordered to hold the LD back, and cruise-disrupt him, untill Incursius and Guy Dale arrive.
In the process, the LD went slowly but surely towards the planet, and rendez-vouz with 2 Liberty Assault Battlecruisers, LNS-Dark-Angel and LNS-Sharatan.
Guy Dale reached the system and started distracting the two LABC's untill Incursius and Ven'Gyr had jumped in the system.
Unfortunately, Guy Dale was shot down, but his pod was recovered in the process of returning to base.
As the two ships entered, Incursius and Ven'Gyr started engaging the two LABC's and destroying them.
This was followed by the epic distruction of the LNS-Northwestern, the Liberty Dreadnought that started atacking PFC Marian White.
Blowing the Liberty Navy ships, Incursius picked up Guy Dale's escape pod, and with PFC Marian White he left towards Ouray base.
Today Ouray proximity alram set off. A small win g of Liberty Navy were around and we went to intercept them. We managed to scare them off with one loss from our side and one from their side.
[font=Microsoft Sans Serif] Legion High Command and my artificial self are not pleased.
[color=#FFBB00]It has come to our selves' collective attention that in recent times Legion officers have started slacking in regards to their strike-craft training. Needless to mention that this does not pose a very beneficial image to motivate the recent fresh additions to the Legion's ranks.
Neither is it beneficial in actual engagements and during operations on the field. High Command cannot and will not supply your biological selves around the clock with artillery support originating from that hunk of junk called Ven'Gyr or the Libertine and order the biological selves of such persona like the Fleet Admirals Calder or Steele, or even the Marshals Voss and Daniels out on the battlefield to "babysit" your otherwise hopelessly lost biological selves.
While after extensive review High Command has come to the verdict that coordination and group tactics have steadily improved during recent weeks, individual skill in piloting strike-craft has fallen due to the aforementioned negligence.
In the case of persona like the Marshal Voss, with his biological self resembling more of a walking carcass than a fully-functional human being capable of enduring the physical stress of strike-craft combat, such matters are understandable. High Command also is fully aware that some of your biological selves are more ideally suited to one type of role than the other.
But none of that warrants the overall decrease in competence when it comes to handling strike-craft that you sorry excuses for fighter pilots have recently been demonstrating.
The 'I' already mentioned that it is intolerable because of morale issues. The 'I' mentioned it being unacceptable because of battlefield performance and around-the-clock unavailability of heavy armor support. And the 'I' will now mention that the Legion has a long-standing history and has to this day produced some of the Sirius sector's finest fighter pilots known, among them such legends like Aralie Phelps or Atheus in his more glorious days, or the infamous Mark Grant and the late Jason Moore. Persona which the younger biological selves among you might have never heard of, nor will remember.
Their performance once served as the Legion's standard, and that is what it shall become again. The slacking ends now.
High Command has decided that given the recent over-exposure of Task-Force Warhammer's capital assets and the resulting increased demand for crew downtime, rearmament and repairs, major offensive operations will lower in frequency.
However this means no less downtime for every single one of your biological selves, as all of your expendable carcasses will use said downtime for extensive fighter combat training under the direct supervision of no person other than the Executive Commander herself, with the Majors Hardwood and Kogomi under her direct command to get you lot back in shape. As harsh as these words may be, recent additions to the Legion's ranks shan't worry. There are some who are inexperienced and by default rookies, having just finished basic flight training. Their biological selves will be given extra attention by Fleet Admiral Calder, who despite his age and physical health issues is still capable of piloting strike-craft well enough to ruin most vermin's day should they end up under his biological self's targeting reticule.
I set myself and Fleet Admiral Calder out on a patrol today at ~1200 in the New York
system. After a couple of minutes, we intercepted two Cardamine smugglers just having jumped
out of the Colorado Jump Gate. Due to heavy disruptions coming from a nearby squadron of drunk
rogues, I did not manage do stop them before they had landed on Rochester.
We did however encounter their light escort, [XTF]-Dirk, and F.A. Calder was quick to engage
him in battle. I found myself closely watching Rochester during this, to ensure the capture of
the smugglers should they come out.
It wasn't long until a straying Freelancer approached the scene. After a few moments, having been hired by the XTF, I found myself trading shots with him. Despite the inconvenience of fighting in the Jersey Debris Field and
the aforementioned squadron of stoned rogues constantly interfering, we managed to send Dirk on
his way, and forced his hired gun to run towards Trenton Outpost and dock, while under heavy fire from us.
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[font=Fixedsys]ID: Major Ashira Kogomi
[font=Fixedsys]W[color=#FFCC66]egothere a couple of events after 2 days.
On Day 1 I went on a solo raid in New York. There I shot down a LiGB, as shown in File 01.
Shortly after it was down, I got contacted by Marian White and we trained a bit near Ouray. I must say he is fairly good of a dueler, yet he definitely needs to prove his furball stamina - the most important skill I consider.
Day 2 was today! Fishy stuff, save for the fact that I got blasted by something out of nowhere. But I guess I learn everyday. The event took place near Mojave. The time I arrived on the scene, major Hardwood went all hot and thought that we could shoot SoH, who outnumbered the entire lawful fleet (represented by a lone Guardian). We shot things until there were none left, then everybody left - save for me in escape pod on Hardwood's boat.
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Comm ID: Ryan Williams, PFC Location: Fort Leniex
[color=black]Sir,
Pilot First Class Ryan Williams reporting for duty, sir. I'd like to validate that my orientation program with Hellfire equipment and systems has been complete and my ship is armed to the teeth with lethal weaponry, necessary electronic warfare systems, equipment and is ready to roll. I've got to say, as a tech expert, I've seen military technology but this is something else. I'll probably be spending a few days just to get used to all of this hardware and even the software is beyond anything I've seen before.
To note, this will increase capability of my profession as a tech specialist in ground ops.
Ready for duty, Sir.
Libera Te Ex Infernis
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Comm ID: Ryan Williams, PFC Location: Fort Leniex Subject: Mission Report
Private First Class Ryan Williams reporting in, sir.
Was a slow day at first, simple simulations with other Legion members, later on my shift we came across an Overlord, the hacker call-signed as Dubstep was holding it at bay, giving us enough time to call for reinforcements. In conclusion, myself, Bowlodix and the Ven'Gyr engaged and destroyed the Overlord class warship.
Shortly after, myself and Fleet Captain Wilson Carse were on patrol in New York, came across a small naval battlegroup in Manhattan orbit consisting of a Liberty Assault Battlecruiser and two gunboats. After my initial combat intelligence gathering, Legion reinforcements arrived. Myself, Major Richard Wainwright and even Fleet Admiral Steele on board the Last Sunrise engaged said naval battle group and made short work of them.
Afterwards we simply cleared the area and returned to base. A good day to be a part of the Legion, sir.
Fleet Admiral Chiwetel Steele - [color=#33FF33]Returned to Base
Fleet Captain Wilson Carse - Returned to Base
Major Richard Wainwright - Returned to Base
PFC Ryan Williams - Returned to Base
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Comm ID: Ryan Williams, PFC Location: Fort Leniex Subject: Mission Report
Private First Class Ryan Williams reporting in, sir.
Eventful day today, I'll keep it short.
Myself and Fleet Captain Carse were patrolling New York and intercepted an Overlord, by chance a Spglass that was monitoring the system was close by and risked engaging the Overlord, we ripped it apart pretty quick.
Afterwards Capitan Carse left while Lieutenant Barnes arrived with her bomber, frustrated that she was too late for the fresh blood, heh. Yet she got all the blood she needed afterwards, a few minutes later we intercepted two capital vessels near Norfolk shipyard and a few smaller hostiles. The Missouri didn't let us get close enough for a proper battle, I was even moderately damaged, looks like Admiral White was pissed off at something, heh.
The fight remained a bit dull until the LSF sent in a squadron to eliminate us, Legion backup arrived soon after, the whole thing turned into a fur ball of death, hard to explain exactly what happened with words, the gun-cam files explain most of it.
The important fact however, is that Lieutenant Barnes was shot down in her Falcata, she's currently in a med-bay, I've confirmed that she'll be having a full recovery. In conclusion, we pulled back after a while due to battle length, combat supplies were running low, everyone made it back. Funny thing though, Major Hardwood didn't bail at first and while we were all docking, he took down Silver Six, one of the LSF's elite pilots, heh.
Nothing more to report, the files speak for themselves. Another good day for the Legion, good to be a part of it. Williams signing off.
Fleet Marshall Duncan Voss - [color=#33FF33]Returned to Base
Fleet Admiral Marco Sera - Returned to Base
Fleet Captain Dane Kinnaird - Returned to Base
Major Lance Hardwood - Returned to Base
Lieutenant Jacob Warren - Returned to Base
Lieutenant Kailee Barnes - Ship Destroyed, Pilot Returned to Base
PFC Ryan Williams - Returned to Base
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Comm ID: Ryan Williams, PFC Location: Fort Leniex Subject: Mission Report
Private First Class Ryan Williams reporting in, sir.
Quick report of recent actions, was on a patrol in California with Fleet Captain Carse and came across LSF agent Anna Brown, known director, near Mojave. Captain Carse ordered me to engage the agent alone and observed, it took a while but in the end I managed to torch her ship although she escaped in a pod and was probably picked up by a Cruiser patrol that was dangerously close to us.
I had to leave the formation afterwards to obtain my Bayonet which was ready for combat duty, I've only yet finished preliminary heavy fighter training for it, but piloted it nonetheless. By the time I returned and flew into New York, a Bounty Hunter Gunboat ambushed and opened fire on me. I simply evaded and bought my time while calling for reinforcements. Legion reinforcements, the HFGB Scylla was quick to reply and opened fire on the hunter gunboat. A few moments later another LSF agent, Johny Leroy, also a known high command member, engaged me. Embarrassed to say I was shot down yet my pod was recovered, I guess that's what you get for piloting a ship you barely know.
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