But suicide ganking is not the only tool that we have at our disposal to create emergent content in highsec. We still have corp infiltration, at least for the next month or two, and we also have my personal favorite- wardecs. Independent agents and small corps have been using war declarations to enforce the Code since before there was a Code, but until now there has never been an official New Order wardec corporation.
So I started one. We've been gaining traction steadily and have recruited a few legendary highsec PvPers, and now we have started killing things. We've seen a lot of action over the last few days, and more is coming. I've been so busy hunting targets that I haven't had the time to write about it yet, so I figured that today at work I would pen a small report about the events of last night. It's a story of pew - not legendary pew, no kills that would be featured on TMC, nothing world changing - just some typical shenanigans that I got up to when I took an hour to log in and do a little casual bear hunting. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
SEVEN OF NINE INC.
I found these guys the other day when I saw the need for a few additional targets to keep the kills coming and make sure that my members had enough fun things to do. I don't even remember exactly how I chose them. Sometimes I get tips, sometimes I use third party fan sites to research possible targets, sometimes I cruise the belts looking to see who is out there mining without permits. Sometimes I wardec people who mouth off in the forums. In any case, I found these guys a few days ago and decided they made good targets, so I wardecced them.
We have a dozen or so wars going currently, and almost all of them have a positive war record. None of our wars has a negative record, but a few have 0 kills. This was one of those. So when I logged on for a quick session and saw that their CEO, CAPTAIN CRIMSON HAWK, was online, I passed his name on to our intel people to get a locator run, which turned him up in a backwater of Domain called Bika.
I hopped in my Practically Invincible Slasher (of justice!) and hopped over there to check things out.
As I approached the system, the intel folks reported several corp members moving around in space within a few jumps of Bika. An Apocalypse was sighted in an asteroid belt, apparently mining (!), but unfortunately retreated to the corp POS and dropped his ship off before I could arrive.
When I jumped into the system, only two corp members were present- one docked and the other mining Jaspet in an ore anomaly with his Retriever. I warped to the Retty, orbited him at 500 and destroyed him with Republic Fleet EMP S. He never launched his drones or attempted to either defend himself or escape.
Knowing that he had corpmates nearby, I kept a close eye on local and dscan. Sure enough, less than a minute after the battle local spiked from two reds to seven. About half of them went directly to the station and docked, while the other half went directly to their POS and called me out in local from the safety of their POS shields.
The rebel forces mobilize
During all this, I was chatting with my corpmates and two of them were on the way to assist me, but they were still quite far out, so I decided to see what I could do solo in my Slasher. I warped to the station, targeted the Tristan and set a close orbit, but did not engage. He attacked and I noted with approval that he couldn't scratch my formidable speed/sig radius tank.
A Coercer landed on grid and I orbited it at 7500, taking little to no incoming damage. A Brutix, a Harby and a Rifter joined the attack, and my shields were soon stripped away. My armor slowly sagged under the pressure of all those glancing blows. Still I flew circles around them. After 5-10 minutes of this, I was close to structure, so I docked up.
The next round, I decided to try a different approach. I undocked and flew directly out from the station, activating my afterburner. Only the Rifter was able to keep up, so I drew him 40 km or so from his comrades and blew him up, then slew his pod. I then warped off to the sun, thinking to shake off my aggro timer and return to station. When I landed, I found an AFK wartarget in a Heron on grid. I killed him and his pod too, then went back.
CODE reinforcements arrive
I continued to tease my wartargets on the station while my two colleagues made their way to Bika. Signs of frustration on the part of the rebels began to show. Several of them made a show of marching off in a huff with their Procurers to mine (since Code could apparently only field one noob in a Slasher and they weren't scared).
Just when my backup, Agents Lexa Hellfury and the musteg landed on the in-gate, the enemy forces on the station undock had dwindled back to just the one guy in his Tristan. I advised them to standby and made a quick tour of the system.
I quickly discovered the rebel mining operation in an asteroid belt - two Procurers, an Apocalypse, a Brutix, and assorted frigates and destroyers. They were defiantly mining without permits right under the nose of an Agent, and had to be destroyed.
Looking at the buzzing swarm of light drones surrounding their fleet I committed my soul to James 315 and attacked. Urging my comrades to jump and warp to me, I tackled the most valuable ship in range and tried my best to dodge and weave and survive as long as I could.
I went down in flames as musteg and Lexa arrived in a Caracal and a Keres. They quickly dominated the battlefield, and I was able to re ship to a Reaper, fit a warp scrambler to it, and return to help them destroy the rebel battleship. Once again, the New Order defeated the enemies of highsec and saved the day.
As we proceeded to loot the wrecks, the rebel CEO, CAPTAIN CRIMSON HAWK, showed an unexpected streak of "Gallantry" and congratulated us in local.
He even generously offered to reimburse all losses on both sides. Unsure if he was serious, I posted my Slasher loss and soon found my wallet blinking with a 6 million isk donation. I, too, am generous to a fault, and so I offered to reduce the price of his first mining permit by 6 million isk as an award for his good sportsmanship. Unfortunately for him, he declined.
That was all the time I had to play yesterday, so I wasn't there when my friends destroyed two additional unliscenced SEVEN OF NINE vessels, but it made me smile when I checked the killboard this morning over breakfast.
Never forget the victims of September 10, 2014.
The Code always wins...