Only BHG and GMG ships escort our SF convoys!
Do you think that you can stand up to my fleet?
Have you taken a look at the numbers recently?
I can field over 1000 capital ships, and over 100000 fighters to fight you!
If I wanted to, I could crush you with the push of a button.
So don't piss me off, or you will be thoroughly eliminated!
Guild leader ww2jacob sat in front of a marvel of intelligece work. A huge table, with a through map of all the systems in Sirius. At the push of a button, he could zoom in to any given place, and have a shot of exactly what was happening there. It was all thanks to his Recon Ships. Several of them in every system, with dozens of controllers here at Athens, and he could watch exactly what was going on anywhere in the sector. He reached out his hand, and touched a dot on the map.
Words came up above the dot.
"System: Omicron Gamma. Acessing Camera #365."
A shot of a peaceful nebula in Omicron Gamma took the place of the map. All of a sudden, a Warship jumped into the system. In seconds, hundreds more followed. Fighters came with them, and larger Warships. A fleet with over a million men and over three thousand ships appeared before him. The BHG Grand Fleet was ready for action. A smile formed on ww2jacob's face.
(Don't even think about 'finding' one of the Recon ships, they self-destruct if another ship gets within 1K of them. Cloaked, or not.)
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Member of the UTF clan.
Member of the ~[}Liberator{~ clan.
Creator of the Freelancer Fan Fiction Collection.
Author of Various Freelancer Stories.
Associate Judge, and Player of the CYOF RPG.
Edited by - Finalday on 10/28/2004 3:43:46 PM