The Falcon stopped in space and took in the scenery.
Lightning fast Dramiels, Interceptors and Heavy Assault Ship where buzzing about the the large beast that for the moment were holding the smaller ships at bay. Space was thick with electronic charges from the warp drive activation of another beast that had managed to escape the hornests sting.
By no means was the Thanatos carrier class out of the fight but would soon be when Ushra’Khan joined the frey and thereby putting sufficient strain on it huge pulsating armor repairers.

“Warp in ready, engage at will” I called.

15 seconds later Nosenhojh landed in his Machariel , Makk in his Raven, Meera in her Tempest, Bournville in her Brutix and Malchick in his vagabond. GENOS had gotten a domi ready as well that would be the capacitor neutralizer.

The small fleet attacked with renewed strength and the armor started to take significant damage. in the mena time a warp bubble was set up between the carrier and the local Station in Y-M so if any help arrived they would land far of the main fight.

I started moving towards the bubble to get ready for incomming support. It arrived 4 minutes later in the shape of a Dominix and a Myrmidon. The Falcon tuned in to their sensors and emitted the counter signals. I got the satisfying response that the operation was succesfull. A game of electronics were on and my computer calculated a cycle of 20 before the jamming code was broken and new counter signals should be emitted. The smaller ships swarmed the Battleship and Battlecrusier that were quickly dispatched.

For sake of the Concord records I swtiched over to the Thanatos and fired off a jam single cycle but knew it would not be enough to overcome the systems of the large ship.

Another 5 minutes and the ship exploded in a satisfying firework of colour and metal debris.

I turned my ship away from another slaughter of providence dwellers and turned home to my base system of Esa. I had for more than a month led small gangs and solo raids into and around Providence while the mainstay of Ushra’Khan was moving into our new space. hundreds of ships had payed the highest price. Some of the losses the enemy took was uncalled for and only due to bad policies on behaviour during wars.

Orca 1 (yes they were BPOs)

Orca 2

A message was waiting when I arrived. It was from Karn and Seliah that demanded my precence back in our new systems. With a sigh I mentally went over my hangar and arrived at a Taranis would be the better option for a quick travel through hostile space.

I programmed the navigation computer and set off. On my way I passed several large groups of AAA battleships heading for GE-.

I had ofcourse heard rumors of BoB rising as IT Alliance and had begun an invasion and the numbers of ships and normal rumor mill at the bars indicated that AAA was about to make a move but as to the extend of the move it was unclear.

I arrived well in V2-VC2 and got did the hangar approach on manual mostly for fun as it is always a good laugh to fly a little reckless in confined space of a station hangar.

I made my way towards the NKB hangar, greeting and meet new faces as well as old ones. They all seemed a bit baffled that I had “found time to show up”. I replied to witty comments and exchanged a few for fun blows which for my part resulted in a sprained wrist and some blue marks, where as I dont think the Brutors even noticed my rather hard blows to their arms and shoulders.

NKB Main Office, the sign read out loud. Well you cant call Brutors for dreaming, inventive or particualr creative in their sign text. To the point and not much else.

As I walked in I passed Draak Noir on his way out. I was met by Karn and Seliah who both seemed to be in a fine mood.

“Welcome Wotlankor, have a seat please.” Karn said in his guttural voice. “Please” comming from Karn sounds more like an order to stand at attention. I took my seat and took in the scenery.

The obligatory styrofoamcups where shattered so randomly it looked like a planned distribution. Coffe rings were en masse to be found on the right side of the main terminal on the table. Over the main officechair facing whoever came in hung 3 large slaverhound skulls polished till they shone and below them the Ushra’Khan battle standard and the Black NKB clan banner with the orange cross and circle.

“Seliah is leaving as head of the Ushra’Khan diplomacy.” Karn stated and continued “Draak has been appointed as new head of diplomacy. That leaves and empty seat in the junior ranks which you will fill.”

I was taken slightly aback cause ive never been a very diplomatic person and haddone most negotiation at gunpoint in my pod behind thick armor and shields. Karn, however left little room for arguing and Seliah was just standing there smiling.

“That will be all Wotlankor, you may return to your station…” He lingered for a moment as if there were more to come… “Your station will be in your battleship tonight as we will be announcing a Call To Arms and join our allies AAA in an invasion of 49-”

“Roger that Sir” I replied and took my leave with a heap of documents and procedures regarding diplomatic relations. A viciously looking data card had the title “Textbook for Dummies on Intergalactical Diplomatic Relations, Language end Etiquette.”

I shuddered to fill my head with such nonsense but it seem I had just gotten and internal relocat… promotion.”

The aula was dead silent except for Xious voice booming as he explained how the future campaign was to be executed and one could almost cut through the anticipation. I looked around the Aula. Gone were the large drums and banners. The setting now was clean and orderly compared to when we declared war against CVA and their cronies.

Semi translucent images flicked in full 3D as Xious showed how the new CONCORD sanctioned system worked with system control and how new fleet procedure were to be implemented to counter bombers.  It was a fresh new world. I for one welcomed the new world where the Battleships did not have to fit to counter 3 Doomsday activations. On the other hand you could have 12 small ships laying waste to an entire fleet if they executed perfectly, but it took skill and coordination where as the Titans used to rule with the single push of a button. Better logistics had also been trained vigorously and though there did not seem much glory in fly the small logistic vessels they had quickly become a dominant and decisive factor on the battlefieladn every pilot in a fleet cherished the little critters when amor or shield suddenly sprang to life and changed a sure loss to a fully functional ship again.

Xious wished us good luck and the aula erupted in cheers and roars. One can ecpect only so much dicipline from Minmatars.

The big Battleships fired up their engines as we embarked on our mission.