I found a buyer for electronics on an outlying Tetrahedron in the Zaaxeve system (Galaxy 2) and unloaded, making a tidy li'l profit. They had some nice luxurious items the Commisars back at the home planet would like, so I bought them up and headed back in-system.
On the way out of the station's Aegis I noticed two Worker's Commuters heading in the same direction. Poor sods, I thought - what a life; being trucked from system to system to work in the fields and mines.
Hmm...and here's me in a whoppin' huge Lira decked out to the absolute max with shield capacitors, acres of armour plating and brand-new examples of Lance and Ferman's finest on all my arcs. You know something? I bet those poor downtrodden masses would love to be lifted out of their life of drudgery.
A couple hundred kilometers outside the Aegis, I moved in on the big square boxes, determined to do some good. I lined up on the first one and fired. WHAM!
The bloody tin-foil box vapourized!
I paused briefly to read the owner's manual of the L&F military cannon to see just what kind of output that thing has, and to wonder just how cheap these people-movers are.
I switched my forward mount to by backup Williams, and hit the second Worker's Transport, with much
more pleasing success. In moments, an escape pod launched away from the stricken crackerbox and, after pausing to scoop it, went in to 'rescue' the workers.
OK - a word to the wise; this isn't a good idea. Those things are so damn long hooking up the towbar caused our two hulls to grind together. It soon became apparent that there was no
way I was going to be able to rescue the downtrodden masses. I finally had to leave the Transport to its own devices.
Oh well, lesson learned. I waited until I was well-clear and entered Witch-space for the loooong
jump for Ceiner.
Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!
went the alarm; the familiar Blue Hell was streaked with crimson. Well, whaddaya know? The Buggies haven't made an appearance in at least a week - trust them to show up just in time to round out the troika of bad news. (sigh)
Of course, if you do
get hauled out of Witchspace by the bugs, you can certainly do worse than having a Boehemoth patrolling the area. I don't have any particular fear of the Thargoids, not in this
monster, but some heavy firepower is always nice, don'tcha think? I went running to Mommy, swatting bugs with my aft Cannon until they shifted aim onto the huge carrier, then turned to join in the fun. It turned into quite the rumble with frigates, pathfinders and Gruntbugglies popping up left and right. Lovely! Pop, pop, poppity pop, Bugs went down under my Cannons. Whenever shields dropped, I ducked behind the Navy vessel and its screen of enthusiastic fighters. It took a while, but I managed - once the Thargoid finally
gave up - to cruise around and fill my cargo hold with drifting robot fighters and still had plenty to shoot and bring my score up a bit more. I came into dock at the other end of the jump with a surprisingly satisfying profit. Nice.