So, every Friday night the combat director tries to think of something fun and interesting to do in the pvp arena. its a standing corp event, every Friday at like 2200 server time. We have alot to learn about pvp, and i dont say that lightly. its not how to fly, how to Fc, how to fit or how to find and plan fights that we need to learn, see on the contrary, we are outstanding in most of those departments, we have a brilliant and dashing FC ... that's me :), and im trying to train others to work in that position, we have our pulse on fitting pvp, its pve that confuses us .. "what do you mean neuts don't do anything they are awesome!!" we have 5 stealth bomber pilots in a corp of 17 so we have no shortage of scouts and tactical bookmarks and warp-ins, and we have a studious group of core pvp'ers who have a firm grasp on mechanics and theory craft so that we can effectively create, spot and work around traps and bad combat situations.
Its the other part of pvp that we need training on, Combat awareness, communication, self reliance, and initiative. So we go out every friday traditionally, fully expecting to die, but trying hard not too, as it is Saturday morning when im posting this , i guess you know where this is going. We died... not spectaculary, not going down fighting a horde of angry reds.. just died, quietly, almost in our sleep...
Stealth Bomber Run 1-
Im calling a bomber op 1 because we learned stuff, and we have a deeper knowledge of the finer art of stealth bombers. Vanishing point, one of our bombers was lost when he got greedy, we roamed around a bit, but all the roam we knew we were headed to good pirating waters, Amamake, one of the hottest pvp low sec systems in the game. we gathered at 3-1 where a Titanic battle was taking place, 15 wrecks on the field, and a dozen more ships in the belt duking it out, we were all cloaked and hanging back watching the show. when the opportunity afforded itself, we marked a loot bin, and warped to 0 looted, and warped away, snickering at our dastardly , daredevil attempt while we counted our isk from faction fits, and t2 loot... (Read: exploded in balls of smoking ruin 7 seconds after uncloaking) Not a total loss, one of us didnt attempt, so we kept eyes on the battle, one of us lived through the first run and docked with a hold full of loot, but exploded when he undocked and returned for more. got uncloaked by a warp in.
After a while of working with warp ins for our non cloaky combatants (me for 1) we decided that a good old fashioned gate camp would be in order for the duration of the evening. so we jumped onto a border gate and camped out... it was slow time, Russians logging off, Aussies logging on, midnight to PST zone, and there wasn't alot of action on the gate, however I did manage to pick up a brutix on scan while turning a lazy orbit around the gate. i ordered the warp in and two of us screamed off, in a Drake and Devoter ... heh (an Anti-Primary gang FTW) we landed 13 km off the brutix ratting in a belt and melted him before his drones could get back and attack us. meh loot, but a rewarding kill after the loss of a bomber kill was about on par with the value too, so the kill-board hit wouldn't be too bad (only one bomber was in our corp, the other was a friendly)
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