{"data":{"id":14987,"title":"AREMIS POST: NEW CORVO IN RUINS","rsi_url":"https:\/\/robertsspaceindustries.com\/comm-link\/spectrum-dispatch\/14987-AREMIS-POST-NEW-CORVO-IN-RUINS","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-links\/14987","api_public_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/comm-links\/14987","channel":"Undefined","category":"Undefined","series":"News Update","images":[{"id":4099,"name":"AremisPost_NewCorvoRuins.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/robertsspaceindustries.com\/media\/scwefq4qyubafr\/source\/AremisPost_NewCorvoRuins.jpg","alt":"","size":450267,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2015-10-06T23:03:07+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/4099","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/4099\/similar"},{"id":26463,"name":"source.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/media.robertsspaceindustries.com\/weozjmuuh3hwh\/source.jpg","alt":"","size":843046,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2019-09-19T15:49:32+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/26463","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/26463\/similar"},{"id":27892,"name":"source.jpg","rsi_url":"https:\/\/media.robertsspaceindustries.com\/w3o9r4zgppm77\/source.jpg","alt":"","size":900916,"mime_type":"image\/jpeg","last_modified":"2021-09-06T14:48:40+00:00","api_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/27892","similar_url":"https:\/\/api.star-citizen.wiki\/api\/comm-link-images\/27892\/similar"}],"images_count":8,"translations":{"en_EN":"NEW CORVO IN RUINS\n2945.10.06 SET\nby Sean Nazawa\nNEW CORVO, AREMIS, VEGA \u2013 Yesterday was shaping up to be a beautiful day.\n\nA music festival was just getting started in Beecher Park. The air was surprisingly cool despite being well into the summer months.\n\nWorkers in New Corvo were heading back to work after lunch.\n\nI had dropped my family off at Kiering Station. It was my father-in-law\u2019s birthday in Estilia and they were heading up early to surprise him. I was supposed to follow later in the day.\n\nWalking back to the Aremis Post offices along bustling streets, a dull noise cut through the din of the city. All around me mobiGlas began to flash with an emergency warning. I hadn\u2019t seen one of these in a while. It was a basic non-flight advisory and said details were pending. I had started to move on when the old civil defense sirens began; their sound echoed off the tall buildings along Mackelroy Street. Instinctively, my head turned towards the sky.\n\nNext thing I knew, I opened my eyes to find the city awash in flame and smoke. A body, charred beyond recognition, stared vacantly at me. As I pushed myself away, I realized that everything was muffled, like the world\u2019s volume had been turned down. I shakily got to my feet and turned to look at what had knocked me out. It was a crumpled Aurora, still smoldering from plasma blasts.\n\nI could taste ash in my throat. My eyes burned from the thick clouds of pulverized concrete and smoke as I stumbled down Mackelroy. With each step, the ringing in my ears subsided. I didn\u2019t know where I was going. Neither did anyone else. We were scattered. Crazed. Scared.\n\nThe skies were filled with Vanduul. Local law enforcement and private civilians were battling above the city while others tried to flee. From the shouts of people on their mobis, it wasn\u2019t just here. There were attacks all over the planet.\n\nPolice units swept down the block collecting survivors and escorting us through the collapsing buildings to a safer location. Saint Aerik\u2019s Hospital was already overflowing. People slumped on the floors, covered in dust and blood. Screams and sobs echoed over the shouts of medics and doctors as they struggled in the smoke to save lives. It was tough to tell who was dead and who wasn\u2019t.\n\nThe walls of the hospital shook with each deafening explosion. With each one, I thought that was it. I was dead.\n\nAnd all I could think of was my Casey and little Natalie and how they said they\u2019d see me later.\n\nI had no medical training, but I couldn\u2019t just sit there anymore. I set out, looking for some way to help. I found an abandoned foodstall. The thing was mostly empty except for boxes and boxes of cookies.\n\nA few others saw what I was doing, and helped me grab what we could. Together we walked around, handing them out.\n\nPeter Marsters, a local hauler, was nursing a fractured arm. The triage tag said he was a low priority, but you couldn\u2019t tell by looking at him. He\u2019d been on the final leg of a shipping run when he entered the system. As he did, he detected the 2nd Fleet massing above the planet, near the Vega-Virgil jump point. Commanded by Admiral Ernst Bishop, who has served along this front for some time, the group of ships included a Bengal carrier, several destroyers and a handful of smaller capital ships.\n\n\u201cI\u2019ve been to the border systems a bunch,\u201d he said, gently dabbing the cut above his eye with his uninjured hand. \u201cSo I know when the Navy\u2019s running drills. This was no drill.\u201d\n\nMarsters was passing the fleet and just about to enter atmo when the Vanduul charged.\n\n\u201cI used to think Bengals ate up and spat out Vanduul for snacks, but what I saw coming out of the black \u2026 I never seen anything like it.\u201d\n\nUEEM Trooper Evey Ghora, 26, was being attended by three medics. She had suffered multiple stab wounds after confronting a Vanduul raider in the street with no weapons. Once they managed to stabilize her, she was able to offer me an opposing point of view.\n\n\u201cI\u2019m not one to talk up the Navy too much, but that\u2019s Bishop\u2019s crew,\u201d she said, brightening up when I offered her a handful of chocolate cardol cookies. \u201cThe \u2018duul don\u2019t stand a chance.\u201d\n\nThree hours later, the explosions subsided. Hospital security watched the doors, unsure whether the silence was a portent of something good or bad. Finally a detachment of local police approached with news:\n\nThe main Vanduul force had been repelled. Admiral Bishop had won.\n\nWhen morning came, fires were still burning out of control. Comms were down and I still couldn\u2019t reach my family. Officially, it all became numbers: estimated death counts, how many personnel were needed for search and rescue and the true sign of the devastation: how much damage in Credits. Anything to avoid putting faces to the horror that we had all endured.\n\nAdmiral Bishop had come to the planet to survey the destruction personally. The Hero of Vega apparently refused to comment.\n\nHaving heard no word yet on any trains to Estilia, I found myself back at Saint Aerik\u2019s while waiting for the UEE Disaster Response Team announcement outlining their protocol for contacting missing relatives. Inside, I ran into one of the medics, who hadn\u2019t yet slept. He informed me that Trooper Ghora had taken a sudden turn and passed away from her wounds early in the morning.\n\nThey say it could have been worse. That if Admiral Bishop\u2019s fleet had not pushed the Vanduul back, the destruction would have been more severe.\n\nI don\u2019t know if I can believe that.","de_DE":"NEUER CORVO IN TR\u00dcMMERN\n2945.10.06.06 SATZ\nvon Sean Nazawa\nNEW CORVO, AREMIS, VEGA - Gestern wurde ein sch\u00f6ner Tag.\n\nEin Musikfestival begann gerade erst im Beecher Park. Die Luft war \u00fcberraschend k\u00fchl, obwohl sie bis weit in die Sommermonate hinein dauerte.\n\nDie Arbeiter in New Corvo waren nach dem Mittagessen auf dem Weg zur\u00fcck zur Arbeit.\n\nIch hatte meine Familie an der Station Kiering abgesetzt. Es war der Geburtstag meines Schwiegervaters in Estilia und sie waren fr\u00fch auf dem Weg, um ihn zu \u00fcberraschen. Ich sollte sp\u00e4ter am Tag folgen.\n\nWenn man entlang der belebten Stra\u00dfen zur\u00fcck zu den Post\u00e4mtern von Aremis geht, schneidet ein langweiliger L\u00e4rm durch das Get\u00f6se der Stadt. Rund um mich herum begann mobiGlas mit einer Notfallwarnung zu blinken. So einen hatte ich schon lange nicht mehr gesehen. Es handelte sich um eine grundlegende Beratung au\u00dferhalb des Fluges, und die Details waren noch offen. Ich hatte begonnen, weiterzumachen, als die alten Sirenen des Zivilschutzes begannen; ihr Ger\u00e4usch hallte von den hohen Geb\u00e4uden entlang der Mackelroy Street. Instinktiv drehte sich mein Kopf zum Himmel.\n\nDas n\u00e4chste, was ich wusste, \u00f6ffnete ich meine Augen, um die Stadt in Flammen und Rauch zu sehen. Ein bis zur Unkenntlichkeit verkohlter K\u00f6rper starrte mich leer an. Als ich mich zur\u00fcckzog, wurde mir klar, dass alles ged\u00e4mpft war, als w\u00e4re die Lautst\u00e4rke der Welt heruntergedreht worden. Ich stand wackelig auf und drehte mich um, um zu sehen, was mich niedergeschlagen hatte. Es war eine zerknitterte Aurora, die immer noch durch Plasmastrahlungen schwelte.\n\nIch konnte Asche in meinem Hals schmecken. Meine Augen brannten aus den dicken Wolken aus pulverisiertem Beton und Rauch, als ich Mackelroy herunterstolperte. Mit jedem Schritt lie\u00df das Klingeln in meinen Ohren nach. Ich wusste nicht, wohin ich gehen sollte. Und auch sonst niemand. Wir waren verstreut. Verr\u00fcckt. Ich hatte Angst.\n\nDer Himmel war voller Vanduul. Lokale Strafverfolgungsbeh\u00f6rden und private Zivilisten k\u00e4mpften \u00fcber der Stadt, w\u00e4hrend andere versuchten zu fliehen. Von den Schreien der Leute auf ihren Mobis, es war nicht nur hier. Es gab Angriffe auf dem ganzen Planeten.\n\nPolizeieinheiten fegten den Block hinunter, sammelten \u00dcberlebende und begleiteten uns durch die einst\u00fcrzenden Geb\u00e4ude zu einem sichereren Ort. Das Saint Aerik's Hospital war bereits \u00fcberf\u00fcllt. Menschen st\u00fcrzten auf den Boden, bedeckt mit Staub und Blut. Schreie und Schluchzer hallten \u00fcber die Schreie von \u00c4rzten und \u00c4rzten, als sie im Rauch k\u00e4mpften, um Leben zu retten. Es war schwer zu sagen, wer tot war und wer nicht.\n\nDie W\u00e4nde des Krankenhauses wackelten bei jeder ohrenbet\u00e4ubenden Explosion. Bei jedem einzelnen dachte ich, das w\u00e4re es. Ich war tot.\n\nUnd alles, woran ich denken konnte, war meine Casey und die kleine Natalie und wie sie sagten, sie w\u00fcrden mich sp\u00e4ter sehen.\n\nIch hatte keine medizinische Ausbildung, aber ich konnte nicht mehr einfach da sitzen. Ich machte mich auf den Weg und suchte nach einem Weg, um zu helfen. Ich fand einen verlassenen Lebensmittelladen. Das Ding war gr\u00f6\u00dftenteils leer, au\u00dfer Kisten und Kisten mit Keksen.\n\nEin paar andere sahen, was ich tat, und halfen mir, zu greifen, was wir konnten. Zusammen gingen wir herum und verteilten sie.\n\nPeter Marsters, ein \u00f6rtlicher Spediteur, pflegte einen gebrochenen Arm. Das Triage-Tag sagte, dass er eine niedrige Priorit\u00e4t hatte, aber man konnte es nicht erkennen, wenn man ihn ansah. Er war auf der letzten Etappe einer Schifffahrt gewesen, als er in das System eintrat. W\u00e4hrend er es tat, entdeckte er die zweite Flotte, die sich \u00fcber dem Planeten, in der N\u00e4he des Sprungpunktes Vega-Virgil, sammelte. Unter dem Kommando von Admiral Ernst Bishop, der seit einiger Zeit an dieser Front Dienst tut, bestand die Schiffsgruppe aus einem bengalischen Tr\u00e4ger, mehreren Zerst\u00f6rern und einer Handvoll kleinerer Gro\u00dfschiffe.\n\n\"Ich war in den Grenzsystemen ein Haufen\", sagte er und betupfte sanft den Schnitt \u00fcber seinem Auge mit seiner unverletzten Hand. \"Also wei\u00df ich, wann die Navy \u00dcbungen durchf\u00fchrt. Das war keine \u00dcbung.\"\n\nMarsters passierte die Flotte und wollte gerade in die Atmosph\u00e4re eintreten, als die Vanduul angriffen.\n\n\"Fr\u00fcher dachte ich, Bengalen a\u00dfen und spuckten Vanduul f\u00fcr Snacks aus, aber was ich aus dem Nichts kommen sah.... Ich habe so etwas noch nie gesehen.\"\n\nDer UEEM-Truppenf\u00fchrer Evey Ghora, 26, wurde von drei \u00c4rzten besucht. Sie hatte mehrere Stichwunden erlitten, nachdem sie einem Vanduul-R\u00e4uber auf der Stra\u00dfe ohne Waffen gegen\u00fcberstand. Als sie es geschafft hatten, sie zu stabilisieren, konnte sie mir eine gegenteilige Sichtweise bieten.\n\n\"Ich bin nicht einer, der die Marine zu viel \u00fcberredet, aber das ist die Crew von Bishop\", sagte sie und erhellte sich, als ich ihr eine Handvoll Schokoladen-Kardol-Kekse anbot. \"Der Duul hat keine Chance.\"\n\nDrei Stunden sp\u00e4ter h\u00f6rten die Explosionen auf. Die Krankenhaussicherheit beobachtete die T\u00fcren und war sich nicht sicher, ob die Stille ein Zeichen f\u00fcr etwas Gutes oder Schlechtes war. Schlie\u00dflich n\u00e4herte sich eine Abteilung der \u00f6rtlichen Polizei mit Nachrichten:\n\nDie Hauptvanduul-Kraft war abgewehrt worden. Admiral Bishop hatte gewonnen.\n\nAls der Morgen kam, brannten die Feuer noch immer au\u00dfer Kontrolle. Die Kommunikation war unterbrochen und ich konnte meine Familie immer noch nicht erreichen. Offiziell wurde alles zu Zahlen: gesch\u00e4tzte Todeszahlen, wie viel Personal f\u00fcr die Suche und Rettung ben\u00f6tigt wurde und das wahre Zeichen der Verw\u00fcstung: wie viel Schaden in Credits. Alles, um zu vermeiden, dass Gesichter dem Schrecken ausgesetzt werden, den wir alle erlitten haben.\n\nAdmiral Bishop war auf den Planeten gekommen, um die Zerst\u00f6rung pers\u00f6nlich zu \u00fcberwachen. Der Held von Vega weigerte sich offenbar, einen Kommentar abzugeben.\n\nNachdem ich in irgendwelchen Z\u00fcgen nach Estilia noch kein Wort geh\u00f6rt hatte, befand ich mich wieder in Saint Aerik's, w\u00e4hrend ich auf die Ank\u00fcndigung des UEE Disaster Response Teams wartete, das ihr Protokoll f\u00fcr die Kontaktaufnahme mit vermissten Angeh\u00f6rigen darlegte. Drinnen traf ich einen der Sanit\u00e4ter, der noch nicht geschlafen hatte. Er teilte mir mit, dass Trooper Ghora eine pl\u00f6tzliche Wendung genommen hatte und am fr\u00fchen Morgen von ihren Wunden weggegangen war.\n\nMan sagt, es h\u00e4tte schlimmer kommen k\u00f6nnen. H\u00e4tte die Flotte von Admiral Bishop die Vanduul nicht zur\u00fcckgedr\u00e4ngt, w\u00e4re die Zerst\u00f6rung noch gravierender gewesen.\n\nIch wei\u00df nicht, ob ich das glauben kann.","zh_CN":"NEW CORVO IN RUINS\n2945.10.06 SET\nby Sean Nazawa\nNEW CORVO, AREMIS, VEGA \u2013 Yesterday was shaping up to be a beautiful day.\n\nA music festival was just getting started in Beecher Park. The air was surprisingly cool despite being well into the summer months.\n\nWorkers in New Corvo were heading back to work after lunch.\n\nI had dropped my family off at Kiering Station. It was my father-in-law\u2019s birthday in Estilia and they were heading up early to surprise him. I was supposed to follow later in the day.\n\nWalking back to the Aremis Post offices along bustling streets, a dull noise cut through the din of the city. All around me mobiGlas began to flash with an emergency warning. I hadn\u2019t seen one of these in a while. It was a basic non-flight advisory and said details were pending. I had started to move on when the old civil defense sirens began; their sound echoed off the tall buildings along Mackelroy Street. Instinctively, my head turned towards the sky.\n\nNext thing I knew, I opened my eyes to find the city awash in flame and smoke. A body, charred beyond recognition, stared vacantly at me. As I pushed myself away, I realized that everything was muffled, like the world\u2019s volume had been turned down. I shakily got to my feet and turned to look at what had knocked me out. It was a crumpled Aurora, still smoldering from plasma blasts.\n\nI could taste ash in my throat. My eyes burned from the thick clouds of pulverized concrete and smoke as I stumbled down Mackelroy. With each step, the ringing in my ears subsided. I didn\u2019t know where I was going. Neither did anyone else. We were scattered. Crazed. Scared.\n\nThe skies were filled with Vanduul. Local law enforcement and private civilians were battling above the city while others tried to flee. From the shouts of people on their mobis, it wasn\u2019t just here. There were attacks all over the planet.\n\nPolice units swept down the block collecting survivors and escorting us through the collapsing buildings to a safer location. Saint Aerik\u2019s Hospital was already overflowing. People slumped on the floors, covered in dust and blood. Screams and sobs echoed over the shouts of medics and doctors as they struggled in the smoke to save lives. It was tough to tell who was dead and who wasn\u2019t.\n\nThe walls of the hospital shook with each deafening explosion. With each one, I thought that was it. I was dead.\n\nAnd all I could think of was my Casey and little Natalie and how they said they\u2019d see me later.\n\nI had no medical training, but I couldn\u2019t just sit there anymore. I set out, looking for some way to help. I found an abandoned foodstall. The thing was mostly empty except for boxes and boxes of cookies.\n\nA few others saw what I was doing, and helped me grab what we could. Together we walked around, handing them out.\n\nPeter Marsters, a local hauler, was nursing a fractured arm. The triage tag said he was a low priority, but you couldn\u2019t tell by looking at him. He\u2019d been on the final leg of a shipping run when he entered the system. As he did, he detected the 2nd Fleet massing above the planet, near the Vega-Virgil jump point. Commanded by Admiral Ernst Bishop, who has served along this front for some time, the group of ships included a Bengal carrier, several destroyers and a handful of smaller capital ships.\n\n\u201cI\u2019ve been to the border systems a bunch,\u201d he said, gently dabbing the cut above his eye with his uninjured hand. \u201cSo I know when the Navy\u2019s running drills. This was no drill.\u201d\n\nMarsters was passing the fleet and just about to enter atmo when the Vanduul charged.\n\n\u201cI used to think Bengals ate up and spat out Vanduul for snacks, but what I saw coming out of the black \u2026 I never seen anything like it.\u201d\n\nUEEM Trooper Evey Ghora, 26, was being attended by three medics. She had suffered multiple stab wounds after confronting a Vanduul raider in the street with no weapons. Once they managed to stabilize her, she was able to offer me an opposing point of view.\n\n\u201cI\u2019m not one to talk up the Navy too much, but that\u2019s Bishop\u2019s crew,\u201d she said, brightening up when I offered her a handful of chocolate cardol cookies. \u201cThe \u2018duul don\u2019t stand a chance.\u201d\n\nThree hours later, the explosions subsided. Hospital security watched the doors, unsure whether the silence was a portent of something good or bad. Finally a detachment of local police approached with news:\n\nThe main Vanduul force had been repelled. Admiral Bishop had won.\n\nWhen morning came, fires were still burning out of control. Comms were down and I still couldn\u2019t reach my family. Officially, it all became numbers: estimated death counts, how many personnel were needed for search and rescue and the true sign of the devastation: how much damage in Credits. Anything to avoid putting faces to the horror that we had all endured.\n\nAdmiral Bishop had come to the planet to survey the destruction personally. The Hero of Vega apparently refused to comment.\n\nHaving heard no word yet on any trains to Estilia, I found myself back at Saint Aerik\u2019s while waiting for the UEE Disaster Response Team announcement outlining their protocol for contacting missing relatives. Inside, I ran into one of the medics, who hadn\u2019t yet slept. He informed me that Trooper Ghora had taken a sudden turn and passed away from her wounds early in the morning.\n\nThey say it could have been worse. That if Admiral Bishop\u2019s fleet had not pushed the Vanduul back, the destruction would have been more severe.\n\nI don\u2019t know if I can believe that."},"links_count":0,"comment_count":266,"created_at":"2015-10-07T00:00:00+00:00","created_at_human":"10 years ago"},"meta":{"processed_at":"2026-04-29 15:58:38","valid_relations":["images","links","translations"],"prev_id":14986,"next_id":14989}}