It was a bloody, bloody, bloody fight. Biggest fight Eve has seen in several months. Killboards were a mess because killmails bugged out from the sheer carnage. Makalu put supers in harms way, which has escalated this war into one where supers are being fielded by both sides in the same fight. Considering the 120+ billion isk of dead ships by the end of the fight, both sides can come out of this one with heads held high, fists pounding on chests, and logistics pilots frantically trying to reseed markets and resupply their respective alliances. Honey Badgers can claim “victory” for this fight, as their strategic objective was accomplished: the SBUs were removed from the system. Again. The system is likely SBU’d again at the time of writing this though (whether defensively or offensively will likely depend on when you read this story). Without further adieu, here are the killboards:
As well as a nice copy-paste from kugu:
So after punting on 700 hostiles earlier we had a 3 hour respite to get ready for the shield timer on the station, relatively unimportant timer that we could have punted on yet again if they formed too much, but, as time grew around numbers looked manageable so we formed.
No bullshit, 5 FC’s on PL comms, plus the FC team working on TEST comms, fielding a bomber group, a Rokh fleet, a Drake fleet, and a Slowcat carrier group.
I was there only to ride in with supers if the chance came, and oh mama, would it come.
As we usually do, we sat dicking around sorting bonus ships and debating last minute fitting changes for so fucking long, that one scout says “they’re shooting the station” and at that point it was do or die, so Sort kicked things off. We only saw about 400 hostiles, though one scout had reported as many as 600..they couldn’t have 600 this late at night could they? Silly us for doubting….
So in goes the drake fleet, which starts the TiDi, bridged to a pos, and then the slowcat cyno carrier undocks and lights his cyno, bringing in the 50 spartan slowcats (seriously, you have no idea how awesome a slowcat fleet is until you try one), the Rokhs coming in last.
What followed was a 3 hour orgy of death and destruction that would see north of 1200 ships die. The Tengus would kite out away from the slowcats that were chewing through them like a fat kid on a muffin and the Rokhs would limp along after them, and once the tengus were outside of the circle of death the carriers projected they would turn on the battleships and maul them. Meanwhile the drakes ran around like some kind of jogging path rapist just grabbing what they could and mauling it before they were obliterated.
You have no idea, how awesome it was to see TEST just constantly reshipping and coming back, drake after drake after drake. Rokhs, Huggins, Scimmies, you name it, the bridge titans were burning fuel like mad pumping people back into the fight.
A wild fleet of tornados appeared, only to get bombed to fuck by the test bombers. Meanwhile AAA bombers were working on the carrier fleet parked underneath the station trying to blast through our sentries, and when they weren’t doing that, they would absolutely own herds of drakes in the mouth.
Then it happened.
“Maka’s Erebus on Grid”
“..what?”
He’d come to DD a Niddhogger
A short debate happened over the number of supers that AAA was able to field at the time, and it was at first deemed that the 40 in system would log in and potentially fuck any response we could come up with…yea, so turns out PL still logs in for “Titan Tackled”, we jumped up 60 supercarriers in a matter of seconds and I gave the command to go (this is the command i should have given the second your ass hit the grid but my mistake). The TiDi that wound up from our jump in saved him, Bluemajere took a tirade of abuse from me as his bubble just wouldn’t launch, and as the air around the Erebus filled with fighter bombers it slipped into warp.
This period marked some of the heaviest losses for the AAA fleets as they scrambled to unfuck the titan and chaos spread across their comms for about 8 minutes solid.
At this point we were fairly well committed, and I decided to end the fight as best I could, or at least go for the objectives since the Human Wave attack method was bound to run out eventually. We picked an SBU, and after trying to get unfcuked by every dictor AAA had we managed get all the supers in warp to the sbu. a
Meanwhile the subcap meat grinder continued uner and over the station, Drake reinforcements came in waves of 100, shockingly the original BS fleet was still around and in one piece, and the carriers were killing at a fair clip. 60 supers tear through an SBU, even in gay ass 10% TiDi or whatever obscene number it was at and as it popped, AAA set up drag dictors 100km off our next chose SBU. Leme tell you how bad it sucks to try and realign in that kind of TiDi.
Hope sprang in the form of Sorts voice going “Hey one of these SBU’s is TEST”.
ORLY, well ok then lets do what one shepherd said to the other shepherd and get the flock out of here. Human wave attacks can only be sustained for so long, and after 3 hours, I was worried we were getting near that point so getting the fuck out of dodge became a priority. A little leetcheese drama later and the supers were safe, the subcaps recalled and dagrro’d on the station docking up, bloody and dirty, but reborn hard as woodpecker lips.
The final casualty as the slowcats covered the exit was Elektreas carrier, who was convo spammed as he was bumped off, fairplay just another body on the fire at this point.
Good fight, BR’s will show up when the killboards finally finish choking down 1200 dead and or missing.
Good fight to both sides.
Bagehi