Sitting in the Concord station's concourse bar, the other KIA pilots and myself were all abuzz with what tonight's operation could be about. We had been told to bring our battleships, and every single pilot was ordered to attend. Long range guns were required, long range ammo. It was about damage, not tank.
I spent an hour recalibrating my weapons and working out a new fitting schema. After running up to Rens (they all know me by name now, I've had to buy so many ships from there recently), I got the techs to remove the 1200mm Artillery I had fitted and fitted the 1400mm monsters, along with the other new modules. I tested, calibrated, and it was good.
We formed up a large fleet outside the station, then as we set off for 49-U, Eddz let us know that we'd be forming part of a Tortugan fleet (eg. MC, Daisho, Odyssey also) to bash IAC. Most of us breathed a sigh of relief as we'd privately suspected POS bashing, given the ship fitting orders.
Uneventful 25 jumps or so up, we were relayed information that the battle was in full swing, with large fleets engaging in toe to toe fighting. IRON alliance had reinforced IAC, so Tortuga had withdrawn, but re-engaged when they knew our 40+ BS were almost there.
We were given the order to jump into 49-U. As ship after ship jumped through, the gate operators decided to be jobsworths, and call a traffic advisory. After an agonising 2 and a half minute wait, we were allowed to jump in. Well, something must've gone wrong with the gate or the ship, because for 10 minutes we were stuck in nullspace. I confirmed with the crew that everything appeared to be in the green, but we just were "nowhere". A cold feeling started to spread outwards from my stomach... I'd heard awful stories about pod pilots who'd just disappeared. No appearing at a clone station, no nothing... perma-death.
Fortunately, 49-U swam into existence, but the sensors were massively overloaded with information, and although I could see my ship being targetted by an Incursus, I couldn't lock him, activate modules or launch any drones. Sitting there impotently while a ship worth a 100th of what yours costs buzzes merrily around you is quite frustrating. Scotty, my engineer, managed to get the drones into space, and I finally got a lock on the Incursus. I futilely engaged my guns, but there's no way they would track. Finally my sensors updated, and the Incursus was running- seems my drone AI had saved the situation, and they had correctly responded to me being aggressed. I recalled them, then as nothing else seemed to be working properly, took the decision that most pod pilots hate to do. Full reset.
I informed the crew, then instructed the computer to full reset.
Finally, the ships targetting systems were working, and I could start targetting things, although with degraded perfomance. I think the other KIA pilots were having issues also, as the FC was calling targets that weren't even on the field any more, although at the time I thought it was my overview glitching still.
The rest of the battle was over quickly, the Tortugans held the field, but KIA had taken heavy losses- we'd jumped in at a bad time, and in the wrong place, and bore the brunt of it. Overall, I think the Tortugans won, MC and the others had inflicted heavy damages including a couple of capital ship kills.
After looting what we good, and destroying the rest (and god there was a lot if it), what was left of the KIA fleet withdrew- all 5 of us- myself, Eddz, EV1, Mr Kunta, and Niroku (maybe a couple more). As we were in BSs, we were sitting targets, and the inevitable happened about 6 jumps from home. Even with the best scouting in the world, we were too big a target to miss, and we got hit in F4R2- me and EV1 went down, and I couldn't get my pod out as it was in a disruption field. Goodbye F4, hello Sendaya! The clonebay tech was different this time, a bit more chatty, and pretended to be sympathetic to my tale of woe.
So, time for another trip to Rens. They will be pleased.


