I am sure you will be glad to hear that we have arrived safely to Java station. *smiles*
If you recall our little interaction, you wanted me to keep an eye on who this shipment was going to.
Well, I did you one better, I embedded a monitoring device onto one of the crates.
The shipment was delivered to the IMG quartermaster as was agreed upon, however a few hours later, my device recorded something quite interesting.
I am sending you the camera recording and the transcript of the conversation:
TRANSCRIPT:
Undercover Agent (low voice, scanning the corridor):
"Shipment’s tagged as Zoner weapons bound for the IMG. Manifest shows origin as Freeport 11. No Liberty fingerprints, no questions from Kusari customs."
Blood Dragon Operative (nods, inspecting the crate):
"Smart. The Guild won’t question it, and Kusari customs won’t bother to crack open an IMG seal. You’ve done your homework."
Undercover Agent (dryly):
"Let’s hope your people know how to use what’s inside. Liberty doesn’t hand out prototype railguns twice."
Blood Dragon Operative (smirks):
"We fight for honor, not efficiency. But rest assured—these will find their mark. Next shipment?"
Undercover Agent (pauses):
"Depends on what you dig up on the KNF. We want Kusari fleet movements—patrol routes, formation shifts, command rotations. If you want more toys, start delivering real intel."
Blood Dragon Operative (quietly):
"Then consider this the beginning of a very productive war."
I hope you will honor your end of the deal, you Kusarians value that above everything. I believe you are holding some assets that belong to me and my crew.