Universal Stargate, New Eden-

The Caldari had stumbled across a strange stargate in the middle of the New Eden Solar System, curious as to where this would lead they decided to send a small recon force through, the recon force returned with good news, the stargate led to a new galaxy.

The heads of the Caldari State gathered together and decided to embark into this new world, the CEOs of the five biggest corporations each boarded a Raven and were supported by two Caracals each.

The day of reckoning had arrived, the small exploration team approached the gate and entered, the electromagnetic field hyperaccelerating the ships into light speed warp, the ships arrived at the exit point, a new galaxy lay before them, an awe inspiring sight.

The leader of the fleet, Mininela Erinen, CEO of the Caldari Navy, tried to open comms with their homeworld but something was preventing it, upon realising this they tried to reactivate the gate only to realise it was now non functional, they were stranded.

Unknown System, Sol

The exploration team had found an abandoned planet in the system, they had purged the planet of any impurities and claimed it as their own, they decided this system needed a name and named it New Jita, named after the market hub in their home system.

The team were unsure if they were alone or not but they did know they had to start making a base on this planet and start supporting themselves somehow.

The Red Technocracy 15th Breaker Fleet, a combined exploration, FTL mapping, and Hard Diplomacy Fleet, was cruising along at relativistic speeds when suddenly the faint FLT sensors picked up a myriad of energy signatures that were not at Jump Point Smirnofff 90943534-GK when the fleet had started their Mission.

The fleet jumped from Transit in to what appeared to be the hub of a colonial effort that had taken place quite literally overnight. There was a backwash of radiation and light as the ships entered Realspace, that would conveniently blind the sensors of the opposing ships and give the Red Technocracy fleet time to raise their weapons and hull shielding.

By now it might by imperative to describe the 15th Breaker Fleet, which had been sent out over a month ago to map possible routes to other nations, if they had existed. By now the dealings with the NTS and Eudemonians had made that evident, and the 15th Breaker Fleet's goal had only been galvanized more. They were on route from from having trail blazed a clear path to NTS Space, and morales were running high.

The fleet itself was made of Eight Destroyers and One Shield ship, a massive vessel devoted to clearing FTL lanes of warp detritus and various others space debris. So far only the "other" catagory had been used, and the ship was badly damaged from it's collision with a particularly large asteroid on route.

The Destoyers where "Zhukov" class, smallish ships totaling about 400 meters long and carrying an array of weaponry and Jamming equipment. They looked like bricks mounted with heavy armor plate and recesses for the guns, as part of a massive overhaul that had replaced the externally mounted guns on most Technocracy ships with slightly more indented ones that could survive longer in combat, and that didn't pose such a target for bombers and missile barrages.

The Captain sent a general hail to the Unknown ships.

Unknown ships, please ID yourself and state your intentions here. This is not Technocracy Territorial Space, but this is to be used as a major jump point, and we have claimed territorial neutral use rights for this system as a trading midway point between nations. We have the claims to it onboard.

BIIV Cheops, Buddislamic Light Frigate "Chamurky" Class and converted Survey Ship

The sensors quickly picked up the incoming ships, Mojique rushed to his station to investigate. There weren't supposed to be any other ships in the area, this was dead space... They were sent here to look for spacial anomolies and claim terriotory for the Caliphate. Turns out they were wrong... What lay before him were Nine Contacts... All seemed to be of Military Importance, so Mojique nodded to Hassan, the Communications officer, who quickly hailed the ships. The signal, not only going to the other ships, but also blared through loudspaekers around their own, said in a heavy accented Arabic voice,

"Attention unidentified craft, you have entered Buddislamic Space, stand down and prepare to be inspected, we wish you no harm."

After completing the transmission, Hassan looked to Aliid, Kaptan Pasha of the Cheops, who ordered to Xia, his navigational officer, in Chakbosa,

"*Take us in.*"

Xia nodded, pushing the throttle forward as well as nimbly handling the flight controls. The Murky class was small enough to still have manual control, but big enough to be considered a true 'Warship'.

In the void of military space, a new vessel assumed jump position, the massive 23rdTrantor Sector Command Fleet in space. To make a formal welcome, Trantor Command sent out its best, the across Quater class ships imposing their tiny forms relative to the massive, asteroid like vessel which moved with reaction mass, its presence warping space slightly, not enough to be powerful, but enough that small telescopes could notice the vessel clearly from a ground position. The Quater Ships were each flanked by a slightly larger Ultirum General Purpose Ships, these ones full of brand new Trade Goods for sale. The next vessels were the actual battleships, antimatter driven vessels that had assumed a position in protecting the underarmed trade vessels. In all, 50 ships had jumped in, their drives online.

"Red Ships inbound, but only.... 9 ships? They are tiny, the Mothership alone coul--." "DO NOT FIRE unless fired upon. We have no idea if these newcomers are some sort of Borg or another Buggers. It is bad enough the Balmers were sighted by the 50th fleet, and we cannot afford to have another operation Banpreistos! All units, send general hailing frequencies, and ensign, get in contact with remote command, I want to know what the hell happened to Pengergast's command!" The officer nodded, as he leaped to a pad, the anti-gravity system sending him to the higher floors of the massive planet-like ship. nodded, as he left the building, his orders on mind. "May the Trade Gods be with us..."

***

It seemed as if the entire region had jumped, to encounter these mysterious ships, their makeup unlike anything seen in the known databanks. The smaller vessels did not help things at all, as they were based on old, Islamic designs, but only a few rouge traders had gone that far in space.

Three hailing frequencies came through to the Raven, Mininela Erinen lead this fleet and took charge in the diplomacy of the fleet, she was about to open the comms when Alakoni butted in,

"Mininela, correct me if I'm wrong but, if we are to contact these unknowns then wouldn't it be wise if someone non militaristic did it" silence ensued then Mumara spoke up,

"Yes, that would be a wise decision, Alakoni, let it be so."

Alakoni took to the comms and answered the Technocracy as they had stated, Haatakan answered the Buddislamics and Otro answered the third unknown group.

Alakoni Ishanoya's perspective-

Alakoni spoke up across the comms,

"Technocracy ships, we are the Caldari State, we have come from the New Eden system to explore this region of space, we are not going to fire but provoking us will result in swift termination" Alakoni remained silent, awaiting the response from the origin.

Haatakan Oiritsuu's perspective-

Haatakan opened the comm channel and spoke with a voice of authority,

"Inbound ships, you have identified yourselves as the Buddislamic, we are the Caldari State, we are from the New Eden system, we are currently claiming sovereignty over this system, we won't fire on any neutrals but if you turn hostile we will open fire" Haatakan awaited a response, impatience clearly showing on her face.

Otro Gariushi's perspective-

Otro sat in the seat and opened the comm channel,

"Unknown vessels you have yet to ID yourselves, we are the Caldari State, we are here to explore this region of space and mean you no harm, however if we feel threatened we will open fire and defend ourselves" Otro sighed slightly as he waited for a response.

Another ship hailed them from out of sight. Hassan was busy decoding the message, then quickly spoke, translating it,

"Inbound ships, you have identified yourselves as the Buddislamic, we are the Caldari State, we are from the New Eden system, we are currently claiming sovereignty over this system, we won't fire on any neutrals but if you turn hostile we will open fire."

Hassan turned towards Aliid, and asked,

"Sir, should I contact the Great Sultan?"

Aliid scowled. These Infidels dared claim this space as their own, and to top it off they threatened the dafety of the mission, they are obviously a hostile and malevolent race. He then ordered back in Chakbosa,

"*Hassan, you have clearance to do so, and when that task is completed, inform these malignant fools that they are now prisoners of the Caliphate.*"

Then, turning towards his weapons officer, Keng-ti, he nodded, and Keng quickly activated all weaponry, ready for battle, should the need arise.

Hassan immediatley layed both of his palms upon eachother and sandwiched them together horizontily and drew them apart in seperate direstions in the sign of compliance, remarking,

"Bi la Kai'fa."

Hassan quickly transmitted the message to High Command on IV Anubus, and continued to hail the new ships,

"Attention Caldari vessels, you dare to claim this system as your own, if that is so then a state of war exists between the Caldari and the Caliphate, if you stand down and allow us to board you ship, as well as receed all claim on this territory conflict may be avoided, do you yeild?"

Aliid then looked towards Mojique, and demanded in Galach,

"Scan their weaponry, I wish to see what armarments they have."

Then, looking back towards Keng commanded,

"Set sheilds to full."

Thinking about what the Caldari General had said for a moment, and idly tapping his fingers on the foam lined armrest of his aluminum captain's chair.

The Captain was a man who almost found it amusing that a fleet of small ships thought they could take on a fleet of destroyers with point defense rivaling all other in the galaxy. He gaze was fixed idly at the Titanium beam spanning across the spartan roof of the bridge.

He snapped back to reality, finally having a response, and ordered his helmsman to send a reply back.

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Red Technocracy 15th Breaker Fleet
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You will not be met with hostility, but you are infringing on Controlled Neutral Space as declared by the Red Technocracy. Your current position as of now is in claiming a neutral system as your own, an act that cannot be allowed to happen via Proclamation 13, Subsection 8, of the Rules and Terms of Intergalactic Warfare and Peacetime Territorial Controls for Type-3 Nations. "Territorial and Transit Zones Proclaimed as Neutral and Controlled Neutral shall not be, settled upon, used as a staging zone for any type, form, or grade of Military, Police Action, or other such actions, used as a dumping grounds for Grade 3 Waste or Above, or proclaimed as the full territory of the controlling nation, in the terms of Controlled Neutral Zones.

You have been warned.

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The Captain turned to the matter of the newer ships that had appeared, the obvious Trantor scum, and the ones of the Budhaislamic Caliphate. He didn't know that the Caliphate spanned this far out from their know space as detailed by the Red Technocracy.

He gave them a much warmer hail than the dry legalese filled one that had been given the Caldari Ships.

This is the 15th Hyperspace Breaker Fleet of the Red Technocracy.

We did not realized that your borders extended this far.

We have established territorial claims as a Neutral Trading Midway System for Technocracy-Commonwealth space traffic in this system, and are dealing with the Caldari, which are most likely hostile. I'm sure they have hailed you with their threats and claims to this system by now, and we will provide military support to you if needed.

Have a good day, Captain Nikolay Firyubin out.

Just in case the Caldari ships were hostile, the main guns of the Destoyers, and the multiple asteroid busting missile racks of the Breaker, were leveled with the hostile fleet. A series of point defense anti-missile nodes on the destroyers engaged, along with the Anti-Fighter defenses that could pierce through EM shielding and fry the electronics of almost any small craft.

"Blow them all to hell, the Reds are useless, DEATH TO COMMUNISTS!" A controversial captain said, his voice heard through the Quarter Division and those odd ships seem quite poor," the order through the fighter corps went, as 10 small destroyers launched a salvo of atomic weapons, Phasers, and railguns. "Captain Carnegie is the savior of Trantor," Fighter squadorons declared, as they broke off, firing long range reaction warheads to the unknown vessels. The massive attack was compounded by the Antimatter powered vessels assuming a sphere formation near the mysterious Islamic ship, their phase cannons set to full power, and FTL jammers active. Photon torpode banks were armed, and mecha flew out, preparing to encase the vessel like a macrophange to a small bacterium. If the Point Defense could stop the first barrage, the positron cannons would take their own damage, and for the Trantor, the 1-1.2 odds were acceptable.

The Trantor Fleet then took a formal communique at the smaller, Islamic vessel, Carnege's tone one of anger. "Unknown ship, you have no idea who the hell we are. Trantor demands your surrender, we have you surrounded, out gunned, and with enough firepower here to send your ship to hell. Leave, and we will show you mercy. Stay, and you will see your so called... what is it, if this copy of the "Ko-ran" is correct, Heaven..." The man slightly laughed, before his vessel fired several sweeping blasts, heading for the shields of the ship.

The captain sighed, as the fighting started, and simply said, "Caldori, we are the Trantor Republic. By force of deed, we are here to defend your claim. Assume a holding position, our command fleet is going to cover you. In the smaller, Macross Quarter style ships, a sudden appearance changed, the normally carrir like vessels shifting form, the six hundred meter long ship transforming into their battle form, the super Mecha like vessels picking up speed as they aimed their cannons, a positron gun on what was now the right or left arm of the vessels. They unleashed an onslaught upon the 9 vessels, as the 10 Macross Quarters took a zone defense. It was a sphere attack, their FTL drives switching to jamming purposes, to ensnare the hated communist nation's ships. "Fire at will!" the Quarter division ordered, while the massive mothership took its own drives to move, the wake slightly bending space as per the precision of Einstein math. "Elturm vessels assume common Defense, "Admiral Keith ordered, as the smaller ships did so. "Renaming Federation class ships, take active defense, and prepare FTL Drives. We are defending the Caldari nations, and destroying the communists..." The older man placed his hands on his head. "The children... begun the Great War has..."

All hell seemed to break loose in front of the fleet, Mininela stepped up to the bridge of her Raven and spoke to her fleet, "Caracals, assume a defensive, fire upon anyone who dares attack us, the five Ravens will fall back and prepare Cruise Missiles for attack volley"

The five Ravens turned tail and started moving away from the battle while the ten Caracals held ground, their shields pulsing with energy. The Ravens had reached optimal range and loaded their Cruise Missile Launchers with Paradise Cruise Missiles and Devestator Cruise Missiles, the Paradises designed to tear through shields while the Devestators destroyed the armour.

The Caldari fleet held still not stirring until a shot was fired on them, 'Look at what we've caused, it's all our fault' Alakoni thought to herself, hesitantly hovering over the weapon controls of her Raven 'I can't do this.'

The unprovoked barrage by the Trantor fleet took the neutral and quite peaceful Red Technocracy fleet unawares, but not before the AI battle controls, sensing a massive barrage of shells and energy munitions, took control of the various ships fleet and set the defenses into action.

The massive Transit Breaker, designed to resist almost anything and vaporize matter with it's shielding, was the least damaged of the fleet as the barrage struck, each energy blast only adding the shields power, as was the nature of them, and making up for the energy lost in stopping the FTL projectiles and missiles.

The entire fleet, toggling their sublight thrusters, was moving a screen between the Caldari ships and the Trantor ships, keeping their shielded sides to the barrage as the maneuvering thrusters sent the ships into a horizontal position relative to the Trantor ships, as far away as Sublight could take them, and bow pointed down relative to the galactic plane.

The barrage glanced it's surface, causing the shields the flicker and sparkle on alternating turns as the uncalled for Trantorian Barrage glanced into it with both FTL shells and Energy weapons.

The Destroyers of the fleet also took action, aligning their frontal plate shielding with the oncoming barrage of Trantorian, and doing this maneuver by a tricky realigning of the thrust from their main Ion Engines with the EM anti-missile defenses. Outside the ships unshielded areas , the fields of EM and Gravimetric forces deflected missiles and Shells, and left the energy weapons to slowly deaccelerate, or at least curve along the edges of the fields, but no field completely stop the sheer amount of blasts coming at the ships, and quite a few shells and energy bolts lopped off corners and edges of the ships in sprays of molten metal, already curved away from hitting the bulk of their target, but not far enough away to miss.

The destroyers were left highly damaged at the edges, but not severely overall, and still able to jump if they had activated their Joint-Fleet Counter Jammer system, that would have sent a wave of feedback to the source of the jamming, allowing them time to jump into transit and away from this mess.

Not to mention the point, defense which used a quite sensitive AI bloc and sensor suite to intercept and destroy incoming munitions traveling at relative velocities. The front of the Red Technocracy was a "storm" of fighter warheads and other missiles exploding as they were hit by the laser batteries that studded the destroyers. Not to mention the fighters, which were small enough in some cases to be identified as missiles and shot by the point defense cannons with lightening speed and mechanical accuracy.

It was also using this field manipulation that a quite few Trantorian munitions skipped off the shields and were sent hurtling towards the very fleet that Trantor was "defending".

They would show that while the Red Technocracy ships did not have the raw firepower of the Trantorian fleet, they had many smalled types of point defense and unique shielding that made them a force of their own. It took more than force to defeat the Technocracy, it took tactics.

Although quite ironically, the offensive power of this fleet was quite small.

The Captain of the fleet, onboard the leader destroyer and comfortably seated in his uplink chair, sent this message to the Trantor aggressors:

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Cease Fire
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You committing an act of war by firing upon this fleet, cease fire.

We have no hostile intentions here.

((OOC: SCALAR weapons have been thought to exist the cold war))

Moujique watched in horror as the other ships began to fire upon them... He then called to Aliid,

"Kaptan! Multiple energy weapons detected, on an attack vector. Orders?"

Aliid then stood up with a start and immediatley opened a hail with the ship, screaming,

"Alac'bah JIHAD! Let it be war then!"

He then turned, furious, to Xia, erupting,

"Ramming speed! Plot a course for the Infidels! Prepare boarding parties!"

Then he nodded to Keng, who immediatley opened fire at the Infidels, and he told Hassan to contact the Tech vessels, perhaps they could assist in the destruction of these fools...

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Attention Red Tecnocracy 15th Breaker Fleet, we are requesting assistance in dealing with the Trantorian infedels, they have infringed upon our space, the prophet, and Buddallah himself! We will reward you and your Sultan greatly for your assistance.
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Aliid then accesed the intercom over the ship, announcing,

"All Marines prepare to board! All other un-nessacery personel take ramming positions. Paradise awaits us!"

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Trantorians have insulted the Prophet, the Qoran, Mighty Sultan, and even Buddallah himself. Let it be known that a state of Jihad, or Holy War, exists between the Buddislamic Caliphate and the Trantorians. The Trantorians have warrented no mercy.

One mecha waited, the returning Trantor Weapons heading to the new fleet. He smiled, shouting "I am Sanger, Sanger Zonvolt, the Sword that CLEAVES EVIL!", as he enlarged the Colossal Blade to such a point that it's almost too large for the arms to even handle. Sänger lifts the weapon, a massive memory metal blade, high above the head of the Dygenguard. He pointed, and in a moment, proceeded to take to the stars. The Dygenguar dropped down, disabling the Trantor WMD in one blow, the override codes given via the sword strike, before the rest of the mecha showed up, now responding with support from the Quarter class.

"They may have reflection weapons, but we have Barrier Shielding. Attack at point black range, power to pinpoint and FTL systems. With that, the ships closed in, the pin point' barrier's true power revealed. It could emulate the deflector shields of the Red battleships, as the Pinpoint System formed a bubble around the Red ships, this time containing the effects of the Soviet weapons, at least, for a short time. They then unleashed their positron rifles, as their circle formation closed in, ensnaring the Red ships in a classical starship formation. "Planet Dance!" the Carnegee ordered, his weapons having a full sphere's radius around the Red Vessels. It was as if the ship was in a bottle, and their weapons were rubber, bouncing in the trap. The Trantor Vessels had a limit to this , but they held firm, damage minimal but still hurting where it was, leaking armor being repaired by overloaded regenerative systems.

The suicidal vessel was met by one single shot from the mother ship's aft cannon, the massive cruiser going for a kill shot, as it suddenly seemed to awake from its slumber. The massive vessel showed its imposing force by jamming the FTL frequencies with Tachyon waste, the ships now failing to send out signals. If one could see tachyons, the skies would be full of the matter, the Mothership firing two more aft cannon blasts to finish off the Islamofacist ship. Following this, the Trantor Antimatter vessels fired a wave of proton and photon torpedoes, phaser and energy cannon blasts, and in the case of the Prometheus leader, railguns, the single ship skewered by the sheer prescient power of Trantor ships. They went for a slaughter.

However, the lone vessels tried to escape, another single starfighter made the jump outwards, its fighter sensors chasing after the odd disturbance. It was a race, ship vs ship now, to see who would kill who.

The ship shuddered under the impact of the infedel's cannon, as Aliid commanded with determination,

"All power to the Engines! PARADISE AWAITS US!"

The Ship sped on, seemingly ignoring the damage, their only concern was destroying the enemy ship. Eventually, they came within range for the boarding pods, whom they launched quickly and effectively, clinging on to the hull of the Blasphemer's Ship and cutting a hole to deposit its Jihadi... While the battering ram sped on towards its target... No longer concerned with living, they would become Martyrs, and inspire their people onwards...

The ship's boarding pods were blasted away by Gundams and Variable Fighters, as inside, the Prometheus Class broke apart into 3 sections, the second empty one suddenly alone, with a large amount of Islamo-fascists. They were all killed by the standard security sweep, the mostly automated ship purged of all organic presence. Gamma Rays were a funny thing to invoke as defenses. It was an uneventful death for them all.

The battering Ram, now having no target, took another hit from the mothership, which then fired a single missile, the Gatebuster MK Nine crashing into the ramming ship, exploding with enough power to destroy a large city. The vessel was now a derelict hull, the Islamo-Fascists dead.

"Warp Strafing" With that simple cry, the Mothership left realspace, leaving several Mark 9 Gatebusters in its wake. It would be funny as the Gatebusters exploded, leaving a wrecked vessel, and empty space. Trantor won this battle, with no ships lost, and only 10 lives lost in the battle. To add insult to Injury, the remaining ships simply fired an odd weapon, the Hyperdrive Gate Effector. As the window to hyperspace opened, surrounding the doomed Red Vessel, Carnegie smiled. He lead the Soviet ship into a virtual hell, it being taken into the small, pocket void. Its explosion would harm no person, and leave no body. A sad way to go.

The Trantor fleet simply had normal shields active, and instead, the orders were simple. Kill. With the mothership and the Quater on full alert, they assumed a clean up position, with no end in sight. "What an easy battle," the commander remarked, as the Reds lost, their tails between their legs. With standard Rad shields up, the anti-matter seemed to drift across space, the Trantor Fleet simply active in the mess. "Bah, its like a Class F star. Activate The Japan Treatment!" With that cry, nantechonology was launched, which feed on the radiation, turning it into a wonderful rainbow of nice colors and lights. Trantor had won, the cowardly actions of the Soviet Communist Forces aside.

"Commie News Rag declares Trantor, Protectors of Terra Warmongers!" the cover of the Trantor Post went. "Well well, turns out commies are using the Hub to try to post slander against us." Ryand red from his command vessel. "Hmm, I wonder if they will try to use Genocide next!" He laughed, as he simply took a deep, long sip of his fresh late.

The Trantor Union Statement:
We were officially welcoming fellow humanoid life forms into Known Space. As the Declaration of the Galaxy, section 3b states. "All Beings have the Rights to Homeland." Why let this race not have a homeland. Their vessels, in fact, were threating GENOCIDE!" The crowed seemed shocked at this allegation. "Neutral Space is vast ,and already full of pirates. If it was not for the Junk Guild, bless their Souls, there would be no free power in the Zone. Now, when a developed power comes in, suddenly the Soviet Hegemon is threatened, and sends Warships?

We sent a peaceful envoy to some nations, and we revive destruction in return! Who is to blame for all of this! We will not take our nations personal defense lightly. Who the hell is the Soviet Empire to declare fellow humans, "Aliens?" Did the Trade Gods give them the rights to say , "Ok, you are alien, you are not."

According to some scans, the average Red Citizen is gene modded to survive atomic war! Does that not make them so called "Aliens?" We feel that passing judgment, when they threaten newcomers to Known Space is an action of bullying, and defending our fellow humans against a bully, is simply a good thing to do.
We will send a formal Envoy to the Hub, to demand a formal response to the "Bully" Incident of New Jeagen. That is all.

Signed

R. Smith, Trantor High Command
Allan Might, Trantor Chief council

Seeing as how the Trantor Post had published their own memorandum regarding the actions that had gone down that faithful day, the Red Technocracy put out another communique detailing the full story of the battle of New Jita, and the Red Technocracy now called the system, realizing that it would be a bad diplomatic move to their allies to insist that it was controlled neutral space still.


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The New Jita Incident, Notes and Revelations on the Trantor Post Article.
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The Red Technocracy would like to note once again, that the New Jita system, prior to this incident, was claimed as a jump point on an FTL route between the Commonwealth and the Red Technocracy. It would also like to issue an apology for the actions of the the 15th Breaker Fleet, which while they may have seemed hostile, they were simply following protocol for an event of this type. And the 15ht Fleet was not armed for war, it was a simple scouting mission, armed for asteroid destroying missions and dealing with hostile pirates on route.

We would like to note the sensor footage from the destroyers detected the Trantor fleet, composed mostly of warships, while claiming to be on a diplomatic party, shot first in this conflict. And the Trantor post is using wording against us in this case, as we were referring to a power that had until now, had never been seen in this part of the galaxy, or anywhere in the galaxy for that matter.

It is regrettably true, due to the extensive programs taken underway by the Red Technocracy, radiation is not a limiting factor to any of our populace. And we would once again note that were hailed from an established culture, as evidenced by their ships in relation to the settlements on the planet, and lack of any shipyards in production status.

There falsities vested against us by the Trantorian Press shall not go unheeded.

Signed,
Anton Medevev, Premier of the Red Technocracy.