The Flight of Vanu Sovereignty’s Late Night Squad
Location: Amarr Sovereign space in open rebellion
It had been a rather uneventful day as far as Factional Warfare goes. I’m pretty sure I had lost at least one or two kestrels by the time I managed to log in–a short while after dinner in Pacific Standard Time. At any rate, armed with a new kestrel–Clausewitz X–I flew into contested space for loyalty points, but more importantly, to strike lasting fear into the Minmatar rebels. Joining me on comms was none other than fellow Late Night Squad Member (and de facto Late Night Squad Commander) Kent Robin.
I entered Ontorn per alliance directive, bouncing between small and novice outposts in the hopes of finding a Republic Fleet Firetail piloted by inept Matari scum. Frustrated by his antics, I captured the small outpost for the glory of the empire, bringing the system to 99.6% contested in favor of Amarr. Rather than defend his so-called “territory,” the pilot Fedor Hekard placed a 100,000 isk bounty on my head. I derided the gesture in the local channel, arguing that I was worth at least 5 million isk. Alas, the Matari are poor pilots, their ships made of scrap–I would have had a better chance asking a Caldari vendor for another can of Quafe. In the end, after I flipped the system into a vulnerable state while shouting a resounding, “AMARR VICTOR!” the pilot added another meagre 100,000 isk to my bounty.
Disappointed at the cowardice of the Firetail pilot, I was pleased to see the sudden appearance of a Federation Navy Comet commanded by a pirate, Benjamin Deviety. Pirates are not as bad as Minmatar, but their presence still sullies the sacred land of Amarr. Thus, I sent a signal over to Kent who was several jumps away, asking for assistance in laying a trap. Kent responded dutifully and I pulled the Comet into the system of Gebuladi. In order to buy time for Kent to reach the system, I burned back towards the Ontorn gate, orbiting at 500 meters with the full knowledge that the gate guns would protect me from the Comet’s onslaught. However, to demonstrate that I was still interested in shooting at him, I locked him as soon as he de-cloaked. He responded in kind and our ships orbited the Ontorn gate for at least three minutes.
Finally, Kent gave the signal that he was sitting on an adjoining gate, so I took the opportunity to pop a novice outpost and pull the Comet with me through the acceleration gate. Indeed, the Comet followed but alas, my first strike in the name of the Empress failed when my targeting system refused to acknowledge a command to scramble the Comet’s warp drive. After watching the Comet warp off into the distance, I frustatedly warped to a celestial, awaiting further instructions from Kent.
At that point, Kent began ordering an emergency warp to the novice outpost. Kent had entered the outpost in an Incursus dubbed “naomi,” bait that the Comet had taken hook, line, and sinker. Yet, despite Kent’s impressive dual reps, his calls were becoming increasingly frantic. I kicked my warp drive into gear, landed on the gate, activated as soon as possible, preheated my scram, web, and rockets and locked the Comet before launching a volley of Caldari Navy issue rockets at him. With two frigates against him, the Comet pilot’s moments flashed by quickly before he went up in a ball of flame for the glory of Amarr! One less pirate. It will forever be a mystery as to why the Comet would have taken such obvious bait, but as I have done similar, I give him the credit for standing and fighting.
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The details of the aftermath of the pirate’s death are a blur to me at this point, but our sensors detected a Hurricane at long range at a Large Stronghold. Intrigued, Kent and I warped to the stronghold at range, sending a request for assistance through the Militia channel. An Imperial Navy Slicer heeded the call, but it was all for naught. The Matari coward, Amador Tar’Uth, worried at the sight of three frigates, warped off in his battlecruiser, leaving the three of us with a Minmatar Large Stronghold… with less than two minutes left on the timer. By the time he mustered the courage to warp back, we had seized the complex for the glory of Amarr!
We made our presence felt further in the system of Lasleinur, where we found the same Hurricane pilot guarding yet another Large Stronghold. It was at this crucial moment that Kent Robin, fearless commander of Late Night Squad, made up his mind that we would kill the Hurricane. As if by Divine Providence, we received word from Late Night Squad Specialist Marcuss Liciniuss Crassus that he was prepared to ship into a new ship, though he was fifteen jumps away.
Through a short discussion of disruption frigates, we determined that a Crucifier with its bonuses to Tracking Disruption would prove vital to destroying the Hurricane. In the meantime, Kent and I attempted to keep the Matari rebels in the system busy. Our efforts came to fruition when a Condor piloted by the Matari defiler Jhy’dha engaged Kent’s Incursus. Unfortunately, Kent’s piloting skills were more than a match for the Matari rebel in a solo battle and the Condor exploded before I even managed to lock him.
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The Condor pilot’s death would have been a mere footnote in this narrative had he not paired with the Hurricane pilot in an attempt to bait us. For around half an hour, Kent and I played cat and mouse: First, we dodged their pathetic ploy of popping a small complex with the Hurricane (which actually landed on grid just as we did), next, we dragged them through novice compound after novice compound in an attempt to separate Jhy’dha (who had reshipped to an Incursus following the disastrous piloting of his Condor) and Amador Tar’Uth, who was flying a Wolf.
Taking a breather in a novice outpost, we were joined by a friendly Imperial Navy Slicer, piloted by Eaon Fallion. We exchanged salutes in local to the annoyance of our Matari prey, and I took the opportunity to enter into a conversation with Fallion. During the opening lines of our conversation, he warped off towards a medium complex in an attempt to catch the Wolf, which at this point had been abandoned by Jhy’dha, an act typical of Minmatar slaves. I asked if he wanted to kill the Wolf, to which he replied, “Trying to.”
Good enough for us.
We immediately invited him to our frigate squadron, brought him into comms, and brought everyone up to speed on our plan to kill Amador Tar’Uth’s Hurricane. For the glory of Amarr, however, we also made vulnerable the system of Lasleinur–to the further anger of our slow-witted Matari opponent.
We rendezvoused with Marcuss in Ofstold, where Marcuss impressed all fleet members present with his conversation with a local friendly Hookbill pilot, who happened to be Russian. After a few exchanges of salutes and the deflation of local of neutral pirates, Amador Tar’Uth entered the system. We hushed, scattered as we were across multiple complexes, waiting for intel on what he was flying. To our disappointment, it was merely a capsule. Then, he logged off.
Sadness overcame us briefly before we rallied around seizing Ofstold for the Empress as well, it being a system at 99.3% contested. Thus, off we went in search of complexes to capture.
Suddenly, local shot up +1 and there he was: Amador Tar’Uth. Marcuss, who was getting impatient (he wanted to kill something before he went to sleep), began spamming local chat with his location. Before Kent could talk some sense into Marcuss, the Hurricane had warped to the sun–Marcuss’ position. At first, Kent, Eaon and I thought Marcuss was jesting. Surely no pilot–Matari or not–could be so stupid as to warp to the sun at the behest of an enemy in local. But Marcuss’ reports became more and more detailed, he described drones being launched onto him in addition to his warp drive refusing to respond to his commands.
Instinctively, we aligned to the blinding star and warped towards Marcuss, attempting to provide calm instruction to activate all of his tracking disruptors onto the Hurricane.
We hurried to the location as quickly as possible and not a moment too soon, for Marcuss was taking armor damage, his Crucifier not designed for brawler combat. Yet, with an additional three frigates to worry about, Amador Tar’Uth switched his focus and Marcuss was able to warp off to safety. Now it was our turn to worry, as the drones Amador had been using were revealed to be the Acolyte neuting drones. How dare he use Amarrian technology! But their effectiveness could not be ignored. Kent called primary on the drones after pointing the lumbering Hurricane, to which Eaon and I responded.
The drones destroyed by a combination of lasers and rockets, we turned our attention to the Hurricane. Kent’s dual reps were beginning to fail, encumbered by an energy neutralizer that the crafty Matari scumbag pilot had fitted to his Hurricane. Yet, as if sent by the Golden Fleet itself, Marcuss returned to the field and activated his tracking disruptors on the Hurricane. The already-faulty Matari computers began to return erroneous results as volley after volley began to miss Kent. Soon after I established secondary point and webbed the Hurricane, allowing us to apply our damage to the fullest.
Disrupted, scrammed, webbed, and being attacked by four frigates, the conclusion–much like that of the Matari uprising–was foregone. The Hurricane burst into flames and Amarr reigned supreme! Cheers were exchanged over comms, the victory made even sweeter with Late Night Squadron sustaining zero casualties.
[For some reason at this time, the kill is not available on battleclinic or zkillboard, so I have to do this the old fashioned way]
Amador Tar’Uth
Hurricane
High:
6x 425mm AutoCannon II
1x Small Energy Neutralizer II
Med:
1x 10MN Microwarpdrive II
2x Stasis Webifier II
1x Warp Disruptor II
Low:
2x Gyrostabilizer II
1x Armor Thermic Hardener II
1x Armor EM Hardener II
2x 800mm Reinforced Steel Plates II
Rigs:
1x Medium Ancillary Current Router I
1x Medium Anti-Explosive Pump
1x Medium Trimark Armor Pump
Total Worth: 75,056,531 isk.
Three minutes later, Ofstold was made vulnerable.
Glory to Amarr! Glory to Vanu! Hail the Empress!
Special Recognition to:
Marcuss, for flying a Crucifier and providing crucial tracking disruptor support.
– This message was sponsored by the Ministry for Amarrian Truth, Late Night Squadron, and Vanu Sovereignty