Cmdr Gaz Ubermick
Role
Wanderer / Mercenary
Registered ship name
Millennium Budgie
Credit balance
-
Rank
Elite V
Registered ship ID
Cobra Mk IV GAZ-17
Overall assets
-
Squadron
Brutal Deluxe
Allegiance
Independent
Power
Nakato Kaine

Logbook entry

Personal Log 13.02.10 // Special Delivery!

13 Feb 2024Gaz Ubermick
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+// [Date: 13.02.3310]
+// [Location: Comer Dock, Brutas]


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> Participants detected: 2
> Voiceprint match found: 2
> Commander Gaz Ubermick, Pilot's Federation, Squadron Brutal Deluxe >> setcolor=green
> Imperator Allen Bosch, Natural Allowa Nationalists >> setcolor=blue
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"Commander. It's good of you to accept my invitation. I have to say your squadron's presence here is... worrying."

"Huh, really? I mean, how come? You do understand why we're here, we have zero interest in controlling anything, we're just making sure civilians are looked after."

"Of course, of course. But you must also understand, we have interests to protect..."

"We know all about your interests, Allen."

"Imperator, Commander. I worked hard for this title, you WILL address me as such."

"Oh... right. Sorry about that, Allen. Anyways Allen, as I was saying, we know all about your interests, Allen. In fact Allen, we made it a priority to know about your interests, and that of the other factions present in this system. And frankly Allen, your interests aren't great there, are they Allen?"

"Who the HELL do you think you are, you turd????? You will NOT sit here and talk to me like this"

"Hey, hey, hey - settle down. You called me. In fact you called and threatened me. Which is HILARIOUS, by the way. And after that little war with the Pro-Independent Bond and their band of mercenaries, you called and asked for help. So Allen, here I am. What is it you need?"

"Fine. FINE. I need... hardware, commander. We currently find ourselves... somewhat lacking in influence and supplies in our other systems...

"To say the least. You've been all but booted out of two systems, and you'd be out of Allowa if you weren't native. I hear you have a war brewing elsewhere too, Allen. Squeaky arse time at your place, I'd imagine if you lost standing here?"

"Know what? Fine. Fine. I get it. I get it, you smug Mick. Yeah, I've done my homework too, Commander. I've not been able to find out much about your... buddies, but I recognise a Lughian accent. I don't enjoy sitting across from someone like you, just as you don't seem to like sitting across from me. But I do know you are all men of means. You don't get that way without credits, and credits are something I DO have, and ours spend as well as anyone else's. So bottom line, I need hardware. Weapons and suits for an upcoming... let's call it a military exercise here. Brutas One have been making noise. That dreamer Malcom David is stirring up trouble here. He somehow got one over on the Independent Bond, and now he's rousing the rabble into demanding more. We can't have it. You know our situation elsewhere, but we have a foothold in this system, and we have eyes for it."

"Wow. That escalated quickly. Seems the cards are on the table now."

"That's right, Commander. You mess with the bull, you get the horns."

"Yeah, DEFINITELY sensing the bull. So. You know Lugh, eh? Been there before, maybe? I thought I heard the Federal arrogance in that voice."

"Stay focused, Commander. No more jokes. Hardware."

"You're going to miss Hudson, aren't you? I bet you have a poster of Zack the Hack over your bed. Bet you kiss it goodnight."

"I SAID NO MORE JOKES!!! Hardware. Commander."

"Heh. All right. Hardware? Yeah, you know what, we might be able to provide something. How many units? How many men do you have that need arming?"

"Just 450. I know, you think that's not enough. But trust me, our troops are more than a match for any force against them. If need be, we can press randoms into service from our other systems, but trust me. My boys will do the job. I've seen their work before. You might have even met a few of them before..."

"Would I now? Hmm, if that's the case, maybe I'll meet up with them again when this... exercise is finished. Well Allen, war's a mucky business but it is what it is. Just so happens I may have something right up your alley on board my carrier. 200 units of battle weapons, 200 units of hand weapons, and 200 units of reactive armour enough to get you started?"

"Why Commander Ubermick! I knew you were a reasonable man. We shall take it all. Of course given your... reputation in this system with us, we're hesitant to pay inflated prices, but we would be willing to make it known that said reputation with us is elevated and no longer considered... unfriendly?"

"You do you, Allen. I'll make arrangements to have everything sent to your facility. Let me know if you need more, but in the meantime I have to see a man about a dog."

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> Participants detected: 1
> Voiceprint match found: 1
> Commander Gaz Ubermick, Pilot's Federation, Squadron Brutal Deluxe >> setcolor=green
> Comlink channel detected: Independent Fleet Carrier BDNV Fortune's Pawn

"Okay, he bought it. And when I say it, I mean ALL of it. I logged the conversation with him and transmitting it now. If the authorities have any issue with what I assume will start tomorrow, we have evidence of who's starting it. And he tagged me from Lugh. He's 100% a Fedneck, and hinted some of his men are veterans from the war.

No, he didn't confirm it, but it was all I needed to hear. Do NOT let the kid hear it. If Merope hears someone from the war even MIGHT be linked she'll go feral, and who knows what'll kick off. One system is enough, she'll go scorched galaxy on these apes.

Okay, thanks. So make sure all the battle and hand weapons are set to feedback loop and self destruct on fire, and double check the frequency of the reactive armour, lock it, and log it. Then get it all crated back up, and dump it here. Use the feedback modules from Lori, they're undetectable. Share the frequency of the shields to Justice David so his troops can set their gear accordingly. Those scumbags will be sitting ducks, and get the justice they deserve, pun intended.

Nah, we won't need it, what Deluxe will be packing will cut through it like butter anyways. So much for making love and not war on Valentine's Day, eh? Send a squad-wide comms message out, I expect the shit to hit the fan within hours of this gobshite getting his paws on this stuff, so get some sleep and be ready. I should be back in an hour or so, just going to finish up some stuff here and then... oh hang on, Mark's calling.

Hey buddy, was just about to ping you, looks like tomor... whoa, whoa, slow down. Wait, whaddya mean the Legacy is jumping?!? We've got...

No I haven't heard what happened in Rhea, what's going on?

Oh fu..."


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