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Carnage and camping

Instead of going and doing the next step of the mission that was handed out, a shield fleet set up so we all resorted ourselves and headed to do that instead.

Oh the miscalculation that happened.

Our fleet was 15 people. It was battle cruisers, two logi, a falcon, a command ship, and me in the rupture. The fleet we engaged was all 6 legions, 4 oricles, 2 oneiros, and some other high powered dps shit.

They ate us alive. A few decisions were made as to handle people and really, we didn't fight in the best situation for us due to the fact that the gate was big, the distances were not closed or made, and they were a larger fleet by about 3 people. We should have picked a less tanky primary. Our command ship also disconnected as we bounced through the gate.

I think six people died before the rest of us were able to bail. We didn't kill a thing. We managed to hobble ourselves back together, lick our wounds, and stagger back to low sec.

It wasn't productive. The FC felt horrible. A lot of after action talk that was productive and not productive at the same time. We made mistakes but really, way to excited to engage someone and we engaged a gang we should have passed on. It isn't about 'fair' fights vs 'blobs' its about knowing you will be steamrolled. We knew they were there and engaged them willingly.

Whoops.

On the way home as chatter died down and we started losing people to the late night, the decision was made to gate camp. I'm not into gate camping but I was willing to give it a try after it was discussed. The idea was not to camp a high sec gate and try to pop noobs. The goal was to camp a relatively active system, with eyes on the other sides of the gates and try to nail people running through.

It required a lot of coordination and warping. The constant stream of information and the use of covops characters cloaked around the gates to see what was happening was a lot of fun. We missed more then we grabbed. I of course, decided to do this in an assault frigate. That was a lot of fun. It took gate guns like a champ as I scrams and bumped the hell out of things.

The first ship we tackled, I was going to wait to the last minute to shoot to get on the kill mail but it popped to quickly. I learned my lesson. I did however keep bumping it so that it was not able to make it back to the gate properly. Yay for team work.

My wolf, I don't like as much as my Jag so far.

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