Today was an long and interesting day, we were out there in the field, amongst the lanes. Collecting, gathering, learning....extorting. This was one of those days when mercenaries decide to crawl from their holes and try to earn money, in the end they figure out that it was the worst decision they made in last couple of years.
And most amusing of those are ones who dare to come into barrier, maybe they are considered brave...I wonder what stories are told when they never return.
Somewhere around Cortez we found an OSC liner....then the second one came. You expect an "travel" agency to know when to pay their dues. But seems this renegades decided to get themselves killed. We didn't have problems giving their hulls rapid decompression.
Finally we got information on Interspace flunky transport, he was monitored, stopped, destroyed, while his cargo was confiscated. Another victory to our forces, making Interspace snakes cry and bankrupt. We decided to stay around New York, since valuable ore shipments were coming in that way. The following images will explain our influence and impact on those who dared to come near us.
I wonder why do captains never listen to demands made...maybe they think if they pretend they didn't hear it, it won't be true ? I'm glad he was one of them, corruption doesn't deserve to see another day.
Another great day in the field, our operations were successful. Credits were earned, lapdogs were killed, remember we are out there.