Shaolin Drunken Master of Huang Yinglong

Adversity

2012-01-26T01:35:00.000-08:00

As a young pilot I remember the most testing times for my patience and loyalty was adversity.

I remember sitting in a rifter with Tetseptus in Oddelulf in Molden heath waiting to attack a more skilled Pirate fleet lead by Velsharoon and his corp Corsets and Carebears. In a flash both of us where in pods before we could even blink. Every now and again when I was available we would have a few victories against them however so many times I through ships into a meat grinder and was frustrated on how these guys where so much more able to destroy then I was.

Again a few months after, We where fighting Infinitus Odium or INFOD. I a new pilot, still in a stabber (back in them days we still warped to 15km of gates and getting into bigger ships took a lot longer) I spent hours docked, unable to fight and when I did un-dock, sensor boosted battle ships would blast me away.

Then Mercenary Coalition war declared our alliance. At the time this was the alliance with the biggest capital fleet in all of New Eden. I not only spent hours, but days stuck in station. I remember I lost 4 Stabber cruisers in less then a hour. My wallet was empty and I was pulling my hair out. After a week or so the war was over, however Infinitus Odium having watched and taking lessons from MC, war declared us to finish off our little alliance for good. As I have said before we lost every fleet battle, however in small guerrilla actions killing off 1 or 2 INFOD pilots here and there. The over all isk vlaue of ships lost in the war, we defeated them, though none of them will ever admit that. This to me gave a glimmer of hope.

In Foundation alliance in Great Wildlands, most of the time I was available our fleets where very successful, demorilizing the enemy for once except for EVOKE alliance. When EVOKE got a fleet together or started camping stations and gates we had little or no response. Again I was pissed off and irritated, however the big fights against them in E02 where some of the most remembererable fights ever. Fist time I fought Titians, I was in a Sabre trying to bubble super caps, I got doomesdayed a few times. But hundreds on the battle field I dreamed about it for weeks. EVOKE moved out and took up a campaign in 0.0 space elsewhere so again my sanity was returned.

After the death of Foundation, I went to the war zone of the Amarr and Minmatar Militias. Here again I experienced great success and a lot of defeat. The "late night" fleets where lead by a great personality Bahamut420 he was able to draw about him skilled warriors who would risk expensively fit or just well fit ships, who where able to adapt to the enemy's reshipping and take many victories.

However after the moon or moons crossed mid way of their home worlds, these warriors where forced to sleep. After this time some bold fleet commanders would start fleets, sit in Plex's hoping to hold them as a far superior force, who where able to refit there fleet to take us on. They would then come in with superior numbers and equipment and destroy us. This happened night after night, until the pilot who formed the fleets lost all hope got so much abuse and went and did something else.

I tried to help him FC, as he claimed he wasn't good at knowing ships strengths or how to figure out if it would be an even fight. I wasn't interested in waiting for fleets to form or advertise them. To me this was a good fit! He start and form up the fleet , I lead the combat.. but in some situations he would express this was his fleet and STFU.. only for me to see all others die yet again..so i stopped trying.

Currently Adversity has smacked me in the face again. I am unable to join the old late night guys as planetary duties have tied me down. When I am able to fight, I find people fighting in Plex's allowing the enemy to scan them down, find our ship types and end up dieing horribly. Little team work and those leading the teams geting frustrated and angry or me being frustrated and angry as enemy's I expect to be able to kill easily defeat me.

I know I have better tactics I know I can do better.. I need to focus, If I am so critical I need to express too people what I want and what I believe I can defeat the enemy with. I should take the lead and with my experience aim for victory.. some days I wonder if I can.. or if people will follow me again.. after showing my frustration and anger at feeding a hungry enemy easy kills...

I still dream of how I saw smeggy and Futher Bezluden work back in the days of MH-SEC. Futher would form up the fleet, and move them about, give out the mundane orders, smeggy would lead the battle. This situation would be perfect for me, as I could plan and calculate what the enemy has vs us, as some of the pressure of the mundane is taken away from me. Maybe one day I will find my 2ic :)

One man's Freedom Fighter is another Man's Terrorist

2011-09-01T05:24:00.000-07:00

Many years ago,

During Huang Yinglong's first battles against the Amarr slavers, Koshua earned a title amongst new Edan holo coms as a Terrorist against the Amarr empire. Belonging to the Minmatar loyalist alliance of Namtz'aar k'in, the Amarrian slavers sick of our alliances's out spoken resentment against them, sanctioned a war against us and other Minmatar loyalist allinace's (see PIE inc link Electus Matari war 2006) . The notorious PIE inc and Vigilla Valeria Alliance where the spear head of the aggression.

http://www.vigilia-valeria.org/
http://eve-history.net/wiki/index.php/PIE_Inc.

For some days NMTZ alliance suffered in there home systems under the Amarrian organised and disciplined fleets. Our rag tag defence was poor, and though Axen Vormar the legendary fleet commander was able to put up some resistance we where suffering. I being only recently qualified for the the Jaguar assault frigate had already lost one to a failed Station undock battle. Hoping to hold an enemy Battle cruiser for other members of the resistance My shields didn't hold and I perished.... letting the enemy escape.

To my disgust when I was available for battle, few others where. In my arsenal was also a Hound Stealth Bomber which I decided to take all the way to the home of the oppressors.. Amarr Prime. The central Solar system the entire Amarr empire is based from.

I sat for days cloaked, waiting and waiting. Hoping for a target I could take on. However my missile's did not penetrate the armour of many who I shot at. Though in command of a powerful ship, my skills lacked and I was unable to make best use of it.

In desperation I headed home to refit a new Jaguar, but this time I had a trump card. I loaded its cargo hold full of Viral Agent. I was not going to let this superior enemy get the better of me. I was going to fly my cargo from Istodard in Molden Heath over 20 jumps to Amarr Prime. I was going to make them pay for the oppression and enslavement of our people.No matter the cost, no matter the loss...

No turning back now....

Unchallenged I entered Amarr Prime solar system, I chose the most populated station. To my amazement I easily warped to the station and docked with no question from customs or Amarrian military. I searched the station and chose a new pilot belonging to the PIE inc corporation we where at war with. Stealthily I tried to sneak over 60 containers of Viral agent into his hanger. Here I hoped to contaminate his planetary shuttles, his cargo hauling ships and any other vessel I could. Hopeing to spread the Virus as far and as fast as possible.

However not even half way threw my desperate mission, automated "sniffers" in the Amarrian station picked up the lethal cargo I was moving into station. Alarms sounded, air lock doors started to close down. The young Amarr pilot who's hanger I have broken into also alerted his alliance war ship pilots. My heart rate soured and adrenaline kicked in. I had to escape, and I had very little time to do so...

The manoeuvrability and speed of my Jaguar allowed me to scrap through the near closed dock doors. As behind me the station went on full environmental hazard Alert. However the Viral agent was still in my cargo. I had failed to complete what I planned to do.

When I finally managed to clear undock, PIE inc and Vigilla Valeria where waiting for me. News had quickly spread amongst there defensive channels about a Terrorist attempting to infect there home stations. My Jaguar was warp scrambled, webbed and neutralised upon undock. I had no chance...

Soon I awoke in a new clone back in Molden Heath region, all covered in goo and sticky.

My mind was flashing with the shock of the failed attempt to take out the Imperial station and how close I had been to success. For weeks after many accusations on Gal Net where brought up against Koshua and NMTZ on the "terrorist" attempt against the Imperial station and planets of the Amarr empire. Pictures of the exploded ship, pictures of the contents of the cargo where flashed on billboards all over.

Many skilled diplomats from the Minmatar Republic played the issue down and not more then a week later the war was dropped.

Looking back at this mission, I now feel glad I wasn't successful. I could have also killed hundreds of thousands of Minmatar who are still enslaved by the Amarr. I now see that mass effect of biological warfare on a population will more often kill those who are not deserving of such a fate. Those who are deserving are often rich enough to survive the attack or avoid the effects.

However for me. I will never give up the fight. Some weeks I may lose more then I kill. But in service of the Minmatar militia, my war will not end. Until I am happy that those who enslaved my tribe, those who oppress my people and those who corrupt my brothers and sisters to the false Amarrian Religion have paid the cost. I will never surrender. I will never quit..

We of Huang Yinglong will never falter, our way will never be silenced. Even if it takes a 1000 years, The secrets of the Golden Dragon will lead our tribes to victory.

Lest we forget.

My style is the best, and ill kill anyone who dares stand against me!

2011-08-04T04:40:00.000-07:00

Zui Quan The way of the Drunken fist,

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=4950322673786962058#docid=942529506139088442

Concept

Zui Quan is a category of techniques, forms and fighting philosophy that appear to imitate a drunkard's movements. The postures are created by momentum and weight of the body, and imitation is generally through staggering and certain type of fluidity in the movements. It is considered to be among the most difficult wushu styles to learn due to the need for powerful joints and fingers. While in fiction practitioners of Zui Quan are often portrayed as being actually intoxicated, Zui Quan techniques are highly acrobatic and skilled and require a great degree of balance and coordination, such that any person attempting to perform any Zui Quan techniques while intoxicated would be likely to injure himself

Style

Even though the style seems irregular and off balance it takes the utmost balance to be successful. To excel one must be relaxed and flow with ease from technique to technique. Swaying , drinking, and falling are used to throw off opponents. When the opponent thinks the drunken boxer is vulnerable he is usually well balanced and ready to strike. When swigging a wine cup the practitioner is really practicing grabbing and striking techniques. The waist movements trick opponents into attacking sometimes even falling over. Falls can be used to avoid attacks but also to pin attackers to the ground while vital points are targeted.

Not a favoured art practised in the Huang Yinglong temples and looked down upon by other styles, Koshua has become a master of Zui Quan Space combat. Typically avoiding piloting larger vessels like capital ships and expensive Battle ship's, Zui Quan relies upon fast cruisers, and frigates as its preferred weapons.

Agility is the key of the Zui Quan along with foul breath (energy neutralisers) projectile vomit ( energy nosferatu) and drunk talk (tracking disrupting). However the art is broken down to 8 Drunken Vherokior god's or spirit styles. Each progress from each other, however each very different. The names of these 8 spirits are kept close to the followers of the style if not secret. They are not willing to shame or put into disrepute other Vherokior mystics for the flaws of the spirits they may idolise.

History

Zui Quan's history probably begins with the adoption of Minmatar slavery in Ammatar home worlds of the Derelik region. The Ammatar extensively adopted slavery to man their colonies, coming mainly from West and Central Devoid regions of the Amarr empire. Derelik, with its vast territory, was the major destination of Minmatar slaves, receiving 38.5% of all slaves sent by ships across the depths of space.

Zui Quan has a long and controversial history, since historical documentation in Derelik was very scarce in its colonial times. Evidences, studies and oral tradition leave little doubt about its Derelik roots, but it is impossible to precisely identify the exact location and time it began to take form.

Origins

In its first century the main economic activity in the Ammatar colony was the production and processing of dairy products. Ammatar colonists used to create large dairy farms, these farms which extensively used enslaved workers. Slaves, living in inhumane and humiliating conditions, were forced to work hard and often suffered physical punishment for any small misbehaviour. Even though slaves outnumbered the Ammatar colonists, the lack of weapons, the colonial law, the disagreement among slaves coming from different Minmatar cultures and their complete lack of knowledge about the land and its surroundings would usually discourage the idea of a rebellion.

In this environment Zui Quan began to develop. More than a fighting style, it was created as a hope of survival, a tool with which an escaped slave, completely unequipped, could survive in the hostile, unknown land and face the hunt of the colonial agents in charge of finding escapees, always armed and mounted.

Martial Art

Zui Quan is a fast and versatile martial art which is historically focused on fighting outnumbered or in technological disadvantage. Its name drunken fist comes mostly from how it is practised, under the nose's of the slave masters. Its students pretending to be drunk and stumbling about the place, dancing and imitation fighting in such an inebriated state.

The attacks in the Drunken Fist should be done when opportunity arises and must be decisive, like a direct kick in the face or a vital body part, or a strong takedown. Most Zui Quan attacks are made with the legs, like direct or swirling kicks, leg sweeps, or knee strikes. The head strike is a very important counter-attack move. Elbow strikes, punches and other forms of takedowns complete the main list.

The defense is based on the principle of non-resistance, meaning avoid an attack using evasive moves instead of blocking it. Avoids depend on the direction of the attack and intention of the defender, and can be done standing or with a hand leaning on the floor. A block should only be made when the evade is not possible. This fighting strategy allows quick and unpredictable counter attacks, the ability to focus on more than one adversary and to face empty-handed an armed adversary.

A series of rolls and acrobatics (like the Cartwheel) allows the Drunken master to quickly overcome a takedown or a loss of balance, and to position themselves around the aggressor in order to lay up for an attack. It is this combination of attacks and defence which gives Zui Quan its perceived 'fluidity'.

Koshua's Sojourn

2011-06-21T03:12:00.000-07:00

I was poor and restless, i looked about my meager captains quarters seeing many empty places as i had pawned a lot of belongings to fund new war ships to throw at Infinitus Odium during Namatz'aar Kins second war against them. This ended up being a long war, over 4 weeks, though statistically NMTZ and friends won the war. Our fleets had been obliterated, our tactics and abilities in larger scale combat had been proven obsolete. We had only been able to save face as we attacked loan or small INFOD squads to keep the pressure up.

Typically in those days, of Huang Yinglong being apart of the NMTZ alliance and Molden Heath Security. Our modus Operandi was to scramble all available combat pilots at reports of Piracy / Hostiles and make best speed. Pilots skill levels and squad set ups where pretty random, from new pilots in Rifters to more experienced in HAC's and Recons. Effective for taking on small groups of pirates, useless when taking on a 20 ship fleet of remote repping ECM hardened Battle Ships.

Also I had felt my loyalties been torn apart, The fabled Red Dwarf mining co. run by smeggy had left NMTZ after disagreements with NMTZ leader Pacal Balan. I had been contacted by smeggy in person and asked if i was interested in joining his new alliance 5th Column. Many other bigger corps of NMTZ left to join this new alliance... many friends. This of course caused a rift amongst NMTZ pilots and leaders along with 5th Column pilots and leaders. Not wanting to be caught up in the political drama, and frustrated buy my friends infighting, my feet got itchy.

I started to suffer wanderlust. I dreamed of massive fleet battles, carriers, mother ships and titans. I wanted to battle opponents who cut holes in space and held unimaginable wealth. I wanted wealth, my body guard needed bigger weapons...

So I left the order of the Golden Dragon, my brothers in arms, in search of selfish gain..

I contacted an old friend and pilot from MH-Sec, Space Chutney. He was more then happy for me and Yoshikawa to join Wildlands Heavy Technology's- WHAT-, in service of the alliance F0undati0n

-FDN-.

At that time -FDN- held numerical superiority over some systems of the Great Wildlands, lawless Thukker tribe owned 0.0 space.

F0undati0n was in heavy conflict with EVOKE alliance, Veritas immortals -V- , The Church and Destructive Influence (some silly pet alliance). My best memory’s from that era is destroying Blue Adepts sniper fleets in V89 or OJOS as Duck Dodgers in a recon ship got us a warp in on top of the enemies position with our close range battle ship's. He lit a cyno and dropped some support carriers into the fray as the long range hostile Battle ships fell apart unable to track our fleet.

Daily we would be Shooting up Linkleo’s and Light Darkness fleets on the M-M gate in NIH as they made foolish engagements underestimating our abilities. or trying to raid our home system N-dq. This also would lead to us forcing our hand into EO2 and U3K fighting Evoke in there money making systems.

These where the days when Foundation based out of the N-DQ solar system. The greatest event I experienced at that time was the siege of the EVOKE faction tower in E02. We attacked a faction death Star positioned belonging to Evoke in E02, we lost many dreads and Battle Ships to a skilled enemy POS gunner trying to reinforce it. Its Sancha heavy neutralisers ruined the capital ships ability to function and they became sitting ducks. To destroy the faction Sancha large POS, was the biggest battle at that point I had been in. Tau Ceti Federation (all French speaking 0.0 alliance) and Foundation along with some other friendlies of that time joined us on the final assault of the Evoke tower. This was the first engagement I ever participated in where Titans and Super carriers jumped in and raked havoc on the battle field. I remember losing a number of ships, as I was the “bubbler” in my Saber trying to hold down enemy super capitals so they couldnt escape. I was blown apart by enemy assault frigates, dooms dayed and was still able to return to the fight after my clone reactivated in a system next door. I was so busy speeding threw hundreds of ships trying to get close enough to drop a bubble to hold the enemies capitals, laser fire, tracer rounds and drones became a blur. I dreamed about the fight for a week after.... it was a life changing experience..

After an extended campaign against EVOKE alliance in E02, we finally managed to drive them out of Great Wildlands altogether. Although they claimed they chose to leave to fight in Delve after a shift in power in that 0.0 region. For a short time we experienced some peace, however it didn't last long..

The next group of hostiles to fill the void was long time enemies of Foundation, the Veritas Immortals this was the 3rd great war between the alliances over the Great Wildlands.
(see history of GW link- http://eve-history.net/wiki/index.php/Great_Wildlands))

This conflict, not a CONCORD sanctioned war, is where I feel I evolved as a combat pilot, learning more about leadership and tactics needed for victory. In my time shift under the leadership of G0rg0n or Valdor the fleet commanders of Foundation, we put the hurt onto -V-. So many days of battle on the NIH gate we slaughtered Veritas I can't name or recall one which stands out more.

Later as the war progressed, Valdor and I used to sit out side N-DQ station in sniper ships popping Vesla, one of Princess Aricia’s maids from -V- who would spy on us. After days of this, Vesla started talking and we got to know our enemy a little better. Later this would lead to an unpresadented cease fire.

The story unfolds like this, Mars Voltar, fleet commander of IRON alliance and his crew where hot dropping our gangs in Great Wildlands with Dreadnoughts and Carriers, using a small Battle Ship fleet as bait. We had some success in some skirmish's, and also lost some of the early fights with him including some of ourown Carriers. Veritas along with their allies, The Church also had suffered the IRON incursions in to Great Wildlands, all where sick of it.

One night.. Princess Aricia fleet commander of Veritas convoed Valdor Hag, Foundations lead fleet commander. She reported the Mars Voltar and his force's had been spotted close bye, she was hoping for a mutual agreement to work together and kick this home invader out. To my shock after Valdor ordered us to drop fleet and join Princes Aricia's, joining comms I was horrified to hear Tassi of Infinitus Odium fleet commander of the Church alliance leading the operation. The vile slaver and murderer, I had battled for years. Though my blood boiled, I accepted his orders, knowing we all had the same goal of teaching IRON a lesson about coming to Great Wildlands.

Ill never forget hearing the voice of Tassi, his passion and enthusiasm, his foul mouth and complete demand for all to follow orders, to keep quiet and do what you are told. Together we sprung the IRON capital hot drop trap, then massacred the IRON fleet showing no mercy. That was the last we ever saw IRON in Great Wildlands for a long long time..

After the 3rd war with Veritas Immortals, and many of there friends, the Wildlands enjoyed a time of relative peace. However a new bunch of Pirates got out attention in my old stomping grounds of Molden Heath. The scurvy pirate crews name was Beyond Divinity -BYDI- these scum had also been hot dropping capitals on gates to kill solo Battle ships and such. -BYDI- and there capital alt corp reunion then started hot dropping carriers and dreads on -FDN- and our friends skirmish fleets at system gates or asteroid belts. Knowing how risky this action was we sort to exploit their boldness (stupidity?) and go for some easy capital ship kills.

We baited them in Bosena on the Oddeluf gate. They dropped there capitals on us as expected and we sprung our trap. Only one of there caps lived… he never jumped into Bosena leaving his mates to perish. After that -BYDI- hated us and smacked us for hot dropping there hot drop. Every word of hatred sung in my ears as we hurt them over and over again.

As twilight times came over F0undati0n, the fights with Red alliance and stirring up trouble in Curse (Blood Angel 0.0 territory) kept the combat pilots active. Here under the command of Valdor and Lord Maldror we practised and refined the tactics of Triage and Pantheon as seen in these historical

holo reels http://www.google.com.au/ig#m_3_%22EvE%20foundation%22 .

F0undati0n invaded Scalding pass and tried to take an Red Alliance outpost. Our logistics (ammo and spare ships) was poor and we couldn't keep pressure on the Russians and hold the system. We then attacked and held a Promethium moon (1 bil or more income a week) in Scalding pass. We held it for a month, smashed all Red alliance attempts to take it. Then RA pulled out of Scalding pass and handed it over to legion of xdeathx... they out numbered us and where able to double dooms day our fleets. Out gunned but not out classed F0undati0n then stopped the invasion of Scalding pass and Insmother and fell back to Great Wildlands.

At this point the peak of the alliance had been reached, and what goes up must come down. Infighting, core corporations leaving, new less friendly fleet commanders and a general bad taste struck the once mighty F0undati0n. Sad to leave Wildlands Heavy Tech. but knowing my time was up, I clicked my ruby red shoes heals, and shouted "there is no place like home" I ended back in Huang Yinglong... no place like home..

The Nyx's wave of destruction

2011-05-29T00:20:00.000-07:00

I awoke to a loud comm call, it ringed threw my tired ears.

DuPuy: "a mother ship is attacking in Hedal, many ship losses, get here now!"
Koshua: *yawn* um i was asleep....
DuPuy: Nyx
Koshua: ? wtf!! a mother ship!!

Later that day...

Ma Ziqiang. was about as our fellow members of Huang, Beetles light and AtomicBetty. I again awoke from a deep sleep. It seemed as i was having de-ja-vu, A Nyx mother ship was attacking in Hedal!

I answered the call from Molden Heath security to get in small frigates to attempt to take out the huge array of fighters the Nyx could deploy. I jumped in to my Jaguar and looked across the hangers. Our brave members Beetles Light and AtomicBetty had also answered the call of "scramble all pilots!"

We launched our selves into space, our warships dashing to the fight. We quickly assembled in Hedal, in a deep part of dead space. The commanders where discussing ways of how to knock out the mother ships fighters. The young warriors listened with eager intensity, the plan sprung... we where to use Vantlor {UNI} <NMTZ> in his battle ship as bait.

We had assembled a number of repair ships with the aid of shield and armor drones in our safe spot, our combat fleet sat in anticipation...

Then Vantlors smoking battle ship warped in, quickly the repair drones and remote repairers focused on his limping ship... then a swarm of fighters entered our space, the screams of engines and chatter of fire burst threw the comms.. I targeted a labeled fighter and my 200mm auto cannons kicked into action, others in the fleet also opened fire as we saw the rapid destruction of an enemy fighter costing about 80mil isk and as tuff as a Battle Cruiser.

Vantlors limping battle ship had to warp to dock. Our force hadn't formed to the size we needed, the enemy fighters not scrambled followed Vantlor to the station. The smoking battleship was only just able to get into dock safely, the once mighty ship looking like a smoking wreckage. We waited for further action...

An enthralling discussion on doughnuts and mountain biking started in local, which ended in the crazed Nyx -mother ship- pilot claiming he "wasn't fat!" and seemingly offended, he left to Amarr space to sulk...

We all looked at each other in disbelief..the wave of destruction from the crazed mother ship pilot had suddenly ended. All from an insult about his weight!

I could hear the giggles from Beetles Light and AtomicBetty in the comms.. Ma Z who had now been promoted as the fleet commander ordered us to dock but stay in gang if he came back.. he didn't, many pilots fell asleep......

Watch a river long enough, you will see the bodies of your enemies pass

2011-05-29T00:12:00.000-07:00

The day started with a request to pick up the rest of the minerals in Hrober, the corp had purchased for its hurried Hurricane building. I checked to see intelligence channels, no war targets online.

I jumped into my Mammoth, and set my destination. The journey there was safe. However as i entered Hrober, i saw in local 2 -VW- members (German Pirate coalition). I warped to the station the minerals where and as i came out of warp, i saw a enemy, wienner of -VW- in a Ferox, over 60km from me.

I docked and collected my minerals, i suspected -wienner-VW- to maybe camping me, but i decided he would come under fire from station sentry guns if he was stupid enough to engage me. So after a cup of coffee, i left station, and to my delight, wienner was there. Foolishly he locked me, i had already activated my shield resists.He fired a storm of missiles which crashed against my shields. I winced, hoping my warp core stabilisers would work. The missiles barley disrupted my shields. My warp core stabilisers kicked into operation and I warped off. Behind I saw an explosion, as the enemy Ferox went up in flames from the station fire. I laughed so hard my pod fluids bubbled. Not long after i docked at HQ eager to tell my story.

I went to the officers lounge and had some breakfast and more coffee. I sat about and read the alliance and corp communications i had received on my data log. Then over the comms came a call. Enemy POS attack on again!! the tower has come out of invulnerability mode!

I asked what was needed, commander Vantlor -UNI- requested a warp disrupting bubble be set up to protect fleet from incoming enemy. I saw in our corp hangers that master nyrr had made one, so i grabbed it and told Vantlor if it was lost alliance would have to replace. I jumped into my Jaguar and loaded the small Mobile warp disruptor, and with Huang warrior Tetseptus and new friend Vheroir i set off to the siege.

Once there i requested repairer drones be on me when i arrive at the pos. I wasn't looking forward to loosing another Jaguar. I warped to the fleet and moved 20km behind them, so I anchored the warp disruptor and warped to a planet.

The battle ships pounded the POS, a number of "Dark Forces" alliance cruisers where lost to the POS fire, NMTZ commanders ordered all cruisers out! Tetseptus left the siege heavily battered, Vheroir in his Cyclone held up well. I was warping to planets as Grant Smith -INFOD- in a Raven was about, and another hostile had been popping into system. I warped to a planet and accidentally decloaked Grant Smith, his Raven suddenly appeared below me. We both panicked and warped in the same direction. However he landed at a asteroid belt, and i ended up at the Planet next to it. A game of cat and mouse developed with me and Grant, i was the cat!

Then over the comms and in the distant space came a massive explosion. Alliance pilots cheered as the hostile tower died. we had been victorious!

I had planned a convoy to run, however Huang pilots had been ill and other sleeping, i had chosen a bad time. But then over comms a warning was sent out. A large enemy fleet was on its way to 66u!

I scrambled into my Stabber, and set off again. the gang was 19 ship strong, and we where coming from both sides, we had the enemy in a classic pincer movement. Myridian Dynamics had 9 battle ships coming from 66u, NMTZ pilots from Isto and Hedal had a 10 ship strong force. The fleet engaged early in the 0.0 system, enemy ships delivered massive damage, we took heavy losses, i ended up tangeling with another Stabber, who was tech 2 fit, i wasnt...My Stabber died as i attempted to flee, I managed to escaped home in a pod, with Futher Bezluden, Mythral and a number of other NMTZ pilots who lost their ships. On our way through the many systems home we declared an egg race (in our fragile pods) to our home Istodard, winner gets breakfast cooked for them. The allied force however continued the battle, and in the end we annihilated them, to last ship, they lost more than we did, and alliance salvage crew picked the rewards.

I sat back safe in HQ as final reports of the battle filtered in... the saying from Sun Tzu teachings echoed in my head......watch a river long enough, you will see the bodies of your enemies pass....

Sweet taste of revenge

2011-05-28T23:57:00.000-07:00

I sat in my ships hanger, looking mournfully at the empty place of my Jaguar once took up, and my sexy tech 2 fit Destroyer had been. The bitter taste of defeat overwhelmed my sensors.

I had been talking to a young Vherokior who was keen on joining Huang Yinglong, the young pilot, full of energy and excited about the prospects of hunting pirates and joining in on our wars soon had my spirits up again. Then a call came across alliance security comms, In Gelfiven, a Trinity Nova member had been attacking alliance members out side a station whilst sitting in docking range. A cowards tactic!

My blood boiled, as my eyes landed on my trusty Stabber. Soon the security channel was filling with the calls of a gang to form, and many brave NMTZ warriors started joining the fleet. In a hot headed rush, I dove into my pod, and soon was fit into my Stabber, set to tackle and a top speed of 2500ms i was hoping for my luck to turn.

I turned to Nui Fu Member Beetles Light and asked her to wish me luck, both Beetles and my new Vherokior pilot friend responded with their best wishes, as they had heard of my recent run of bad luck. I quickly undocked and warped toward Oddelulf.

New information was coming in, the target had been named, "cold Lazarus" flying an Amarr Apocalypse Battle Ship, just out side Gelf III station. The commander's call over the comms was all get to jump range of Gelfiven, and hold. An undercover NMTZ operative from ELINT corp jumped into Gelf in their cov ops ship to get us a warp in.

The Cov Ops pilot was in position, but we had the problem of how to stop the Apocalypse Battle ship from docking once we warped in. The plan was set. Cyrus Al'thor -ENTEC- flying a heavy tanked rupture would lure the Trinity Nova mercenary into an attack, the commander on the comms stated " I want this attack to happen and be over in 4 and a half minutes, no f**king around guys".

Cyrus jumped into Gelf, and warped to the cov ops Pilot, landing him ontop of cold Lazarus's Battle Ship. Cyrus activated a Weber and engaged as did the enemy Battle Ship. Then the call came, "all jump in and warp to optimal" i hit jump as the first few words entered the comms then warped to my optimal. I jumped to 15, the plan was to ram the enemy ship out of alignment so he couldn't dock.

I entered out of warp and targeted and approached enemy, i hit the Micro Warp drive activation and my Stabber streaked across space at the enemy Apocalypse, smashing into it hard, the Battle ship again bounced about away from its docking point. I activated my Nosferatu energy Vampires and my Vulcan Autocannon's screamed into life, My warp scrambler and Weber had also entangled the Apocalypse preventing it from escape. More gang members entered the fight, the Cov Ops pilot suicide bumped the Battle ship one more time to prevent it from docking then a massive explosion rocked the station. Shrapnel hit the shields of my Stabber as debris of the once mighty battle ship scattered into space.

Loud raws of victory entered the comms as excited pilots congratulated each other on the precision strike, the commander proud as his 4.5 min deadline was met. We took no losses, Cyrus Al'thors Rupture held up to the attack, as my Nosferatu had drained the enemy's ability to use its Laser beams. The Apocalypse was also fit with some projectile turrets to shoot if some one like me had drained its capacitor, however their damage was poor.

I flew back to HQ, with a feeling of having been avenged for my recent losses, taking down a ship worth over 10 times more than my total losses put together. I docked in my hanger and went threw the process of leaving my pod. I walked into the Cang Zhi office to see the inbox overflowing, my message bank full and the boss was on comms asking me why I hadn't been doing my work of late. I sat in the office staring out into space, watching ships undock and dock at the station. The wonder lust that had taken over me after i had been shot the crap out of, my personal funds where low from the loss of an expensive jaguar assault frigate.

I decided i had better focus on business as usual, and get back to normal day to day operations.....

only luck i get is bad luck

2011-05-28T23:43:00.000-07:00

For the most part, the Trinity Nova war has been but a little nuisance for me, but however, after asking for an escort one day from fellow Huang warrior Dohl Khrensen, because i knew enemy where active and i had needed to pick up some items which where scattered about the place belonging to the corp.

Dohl fitted his Rupture class cruiser, and I was flying one of the many Mammoth class industrial ship's I owned. We entered Oddelulf where we spotted Arkaiser member of TnT, we Insta Warped to Bosena gate as it was in our path, however to our bad luck, Arkaiser was there. we jumped through the gate into Bosena, and Dohl thinking he was doing the right thing attempted to gang warp us to a Safe.

Arkaisers, Taranis class Interceptor was too fast for my slow moving Industrial ship, he tackled me and destroyed me as Dohl warped away and I uncloaked from the gate. My clone was activated and again i woke up in Istodard as usual. I only lost a cheep set up Mammoth that was empty. This incident wasn't Dohls fault, I had made the decision as i had seen only 2 TnT where active, and because many times before had avoided them. All this highlights that convoys at times will be set up on the spare of the moment, and as many members must protect the Merchant ships as possible. I also need to be more patient awaiting the correct time to move.

Soon after, i was feeling the need for revenge. I had set up a new tech 2 fit out Destroyer, and i had practiced a few times on its locking speed and also how effective a remote sensor booster ship would help me. Both me and legendary Huang warrior Vikingbjorn decided a 0.9 sec lock on a frigate was pretty cool, so I asked in the NMTZ naval channel if any one wanted to camp in Oddelulf -> Gelf gate. My request was met by Talaan Stardrifter -UNI- and Arkdeker -ENCINA- both in Manticore stealth bombers.

Before we could open the marsh mellow packet, Arkaiser -TnT- jumped into our camp, however he was out of my range and to fast for the stealth bombers. Arkaiser cloaked. I heard a order to jump to Atlar gate and jump back to be in a better position to fire. Arkaiser, however, followed me into warp, knowing my destination. I landed at the Atlar gate with out Vikingbjorns sensor boosting ship, Arkaiser engaged and i let a cycle of devastating fire at him, my Tremor rounds smashed his shields. But he was fast, it was then I learned snipers are useless at close range...my Thrasher had no armour or shield tank, and again.. I was killed. In hindsight i wish i never left our camp and my support. However in war all is fair...so be it...

first expeditions into the Great Wildlands

2011-05-28T23:30:00.000-07:00

Corp channel was quiet, few fellow Vherokior where about.

Ma Z and I had been out for a quick pirate chase which ended up with nothing and where looking for some action and soon some found us. A call form NMTZ commander Debes Sparre came threw the channels, he had some intel about a -V- freighter carrying POS equipment maybe coming threw B-Vip9 to Egbinger.

Ma and I requested the commander on what ships to bring, Debes was in a Intercepter, he asked us to take our Jaguars, he had a Typhoon battleship piloted ny nosjaz-DEC-X- who was equipped with a mobile warp bubble, and the great warrior Inspector Recon from the Phoenix tribe joined us too with his Typhoon.

We set the warp bubble next to the 9SNK-0 gate, Debes instructed me in a fast locking tackler Jag to sit at the bubbles edge. Ma and Inspector where set to protect us from behind. The camp was a long one, we cooked many marsh mellows.

Then a -V- pilot desilver, entered system from Egbinger way, in a cloaking Manticore stealth bomber. She warped to 100km of our gate camp, and cloaked. She sat their gathering intel, I showed up as the most inexperienced pilot. Foolishly she decloaked and let a cruise missile off at me. It rocked my Jaguars resisters however the shields held strong. she attempted to warp away, both me and Ma saw the direction she went, I warped to the asteroid belt in the direction, Ma warped to the Planet.

Soon after our comms lit up with a excited voice, Ma Z had engaged and killed the Manticore, as he had landed on her coming out of warp. desliver's new clone was activated.

Excited by our success, and because of Debes Sparres absence, Inspector Recon decided to do a roaming patrol threw the Great Wildlands. Our friend nosjaz had become ill from some spoiled Egbinger take away food and left us soon into the patrol. Inspector, Ma Z and I where the only ones left. However, 2 Jaguars and a Nano Phoon (very fast BS) was still a strong force to be reckoned with, so we continued on.

We explored the vast space of Great Wildlands. to places like VXO-OM system and TET3-B system next to Scalding Pass, we even popped into the Scaling Pass system F-5FDA to have a quick look.

The Wildlands where quiet, we saw very few people until we entered 0-3VW8. In this system we spotted 3 xDEATHx alliance members known enemy's. not long after we where engaged by sniper battle ships. Again my Jaguar was primary target (me the nOOb) and again its small signature and hi resists prevented most damage. We gained 2 of their sniper points, they where cowards and ran.

We decided to continue on to N-RAEL to get back to Republic space, in the wildlands security channel news of a 10 battle ship strong INFOD (Infinitus Odium -the bringers of hate-) gang was heading down the pipe we had just come from. So we decided N-RAEL was the best idea.....

It wasnt, we flew into a warp bubble run by a Goonswarm / Red Alliance. I was absolutly shocked as many in the gang where set to positive standings, and showed as blue. I didn't have a Micro warp drive to escape the bubble and the tacklers who engaged me my Jaguar rapidly destroyed it. Over 27 strong gate camp our patrol was destroyed, and my clone was activated, I awoke in Istodard..

Ma lost his Jaguar but escaped in his Pod, Inspector Recon held out for a while longer, however the aggressors moved their camp, Ma Z and Inspector Recon tried to make a run for it, Inspectors Typhoon was destroyed in the escape...

We contacted our diplomats to inform them we had been engaged and killed by "friendlies" the wondrous Elisabeth Rihannon negotiated a small compensation from Red Alliance for our losses.

All in all it was very exciting, and highlights the perils of 0.0 space, this left me with a taste of what could be...

Addiction to War - Story of Koshua

2010-12-22T04:00:00.000-08:00

My first calling to war, saw a side of me i never knew. Even before the first shot where fired my blood fas filled with an electric vibe. This was no high sec griefer war, or some pirate vs industrialist war, this was Mercenary Coalition vs Red Dwarf Mining corp who joined Namt'zaar Kin Alliance for aid against them. As the events unfolded I remember sitting in a cloaked Vigil in Teonusude counting and noting the ships Mercerany Coalition moved into Gelfiven. My eyes like saucers i spent days and hours watching as at the time the most fabled and feared mercenary unit in the universe moved in to declare war on our new alliance. All thorts of running a Merchant house vanished. I was overcome with the blood lust of war.

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I lost many other ships in this war, but it was so long ago i can't remember or find them. But to this day Strad is the bar i set all opponents against. Kill me as much as you like, if you can't do it with the style and flair of Stradivarious your nothing.

The greatest day for me during the time as Dui Zhang of Chang Zai was in this war. The Black Lotus foundation a corporation in NMTZ had been attempting to unanchor a POS in Istodard when Mercenary Coalition pilots come across it. There had been a large battle before i entered my ship. Ma Zhiqiang had already taken part in the fight as i got into my pod. Feverishly the NMTZ force regrouped in station after their initial loss under the leader ship of Huangs CEO. Uncle Rastus of Universal Exports went back the battle sight in his covert ops ship, he triangulated him self into position so i in a industrial ship could warp to with in 15km of him and land on top of the unanchored POS.

The plan was to warp in combat cover to distract the mercenaries as i undocked and attempted to reclaim the stricken tower and not let it fall into enemy hands. Ma Zhiqiang then CEO if HUANG commanding the operation, lead the combat pilots in for the second round against the Mercenarys. I undocked my industrial ship and aligned. Uncle Rastus called out on comm's for me to warp, so in an unarmed slow hauler i warped into the biggest fight i had ever witnessed. Ships all over, my HUD flashing with hostile's. I landed right on the tower,my heart in my mouth I scooped it and in the heat of battle. Fear gripping my soul i waited for my Hoarder to align, missiles, lasers and projectiles buzzing past my cockpit. My hauler finally hit warp and escaped with minimal damage my hands shaking i docked the industrial in Istodard Republic fleet. Ma Zhiqiang called for the brave NMTZ warriors to retreat our mission was complete. Black Lotus where very glad that the tower loss was avoided. After that days events... hauling minerals wasn't good enough for me. I had been seduced bu the thrill of battle...

I left my duties as Dui Zhang of Chang Zai and joined the stealthy and covert Nui Fu House of Huang Yinglong.

Enter the Dragon - Story of Koshua

2010-12-18T06:23:00.000-08:00

During my routine Dairy, small arms and long limb roe deliveries i must have been spotted by a watchful eye. During one of my daily journeys threw both high sec and low sec Molden Heath i was contacted by a majestic and enigmatic Vherokior warrior. In his plane brown robes, emblazoned with a golden dragon stitched from toe to neck, his wiry figure flickered onto my holo screen. I being basically a fumbling clumsy cow herder and Dairy delivery boy was entranced with this Vherokior's offer of being trained in the sacred ways of combat and survival of our tribes. I shook with anticipation as this master of the Golden Dragon style trained me over my ships holo coms. I remember doing ship maneuvering training with other prospects for his cause, now revered and famous pilots like Krindor , Tetseptus, master nyrr and others. Killing frigates in my Rifter class frigate in Republic Fleet missions against pirate cartels whilst aiding Master Ma Zhiqiang grand master and founder of Huang Yinglong. The Golden Dragon.

I soon left my job in Farmers Union delivering dairy products to stations to follow my dream in joining the ways of Huang Yinglong star date 2006.07.24

Like any farm boy joining an organisation or going to war, every thing was very very different from all I had known before. Tending cattle and herding them every morning to the milking sheds was nothing like the responsibility of being a pod pilot for the mighty Huang Yinglong. I was offered an apprentice ship in one of the 4 houses of Huang Yinglong:-

i was fearful of joining the Jin Hu as i had been a farm boy and my only weapon's i knew was my knife and crook. The shadowy ways of the Niu Fu i also knew little about. I could steal an egg from a chicken or maybe a pie cooling on the farm house window but stealth and espionage was pretty foreign to me. Qian Lao was out of anything i had experience with, i had maintained and worked on farm equipment but engineering and manufacture wasn't my forte'. I did know how to haul dairy products and the new house of Chang Zai run by The Rat King was looking for members. At that moment i felt that my little experience as a pod pilot i would be most useful in this role..

Oh how wrong was I...

Not long after leaving our Pator office, we moved to Istodard. My Dui Zhang (commander) Da Rat King a was suddenly sucked into a space anomaly. All trace and contact with him vanished for months. We did get a scrambled message from him later saying he was lost in a wormhole on but he was never seen again. This young dairy delivery pilot was suddenly thrust into the role of Dui Zhang (commander) of Chang Zai the merchant house...

My new responsibilities daunted me, the way of the coin was not the same as transporting milk. I dove into the mess of papers and ideas that Da Rat King had left and did my best to make sense of it all. About this time our corporation also joined the fabled alliance Namtz'aar kin in Molden Heath. My skills grew at moving ships like Hoarder and Mammoth class cargo ships about in low sec, i gathered some mining and trade contacts, but ultimately never grasped the role of Dui Zhang of Chang Zai. As i flew heavy slow ships in low sec space, i learned other things... i learned how to scout, gather information, risk assessment, covert maneuvering and then war came...

to be continued.....

Friends and Enemy's part 1

2010-12-17T05:29:00.000-08:00

Yoshikawa Eveangelicon

Devoted Samurai Guard

Yoshikawa is an enigmatic Jin Mei. Follower of the ancient Bushido code. Unquestionable loyalty in the service of Ice Fire Warriors Corporation. He provides, heavy fire power, Capital assets and logistics in Militia fleets.

History:

Not much is known about Yoshikawa. However from a hacked psychiatric file its known that his parents were young and rich. Not so common for Jin Mei people his parents adopted the hedonistic ways the Gallente empire is known for. Parties, drinking, drugs was their lifestyle, They liked to fly to low tech planets and "buzz" them with wild flashing lights and crazy "beep beep" noises in shiny space ships. They neglected there child who was often left watching fantasy Holo's to keep him quiet and entertained in the cargo bay.

Yoshikawa developed his own sence of morality from ancient Manga and Samurai holos which he replayed over and over....leaving him with a slightly distorted out look on life....

A look into Yoshikawa's code snippets found on his walls...

Way of the Samurai ;-

The way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation on

inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when

one's body and mind are at peace. Meditation on Earth

quakes, Tsunami, falling from cliffs, dying of disease, or

committing Seppuku at the death of one's master. And every

day without fail one should consider him self as dead. This

is the substance of the way of the Samurai.

It is bad when one thing becomes two. One should not look

for anything else in the way of the Samurai. It is the same

for anything else that is called a Way. If one understands

things in this manner, he should be able to hear about all

Ways and be more and more in accord with his own.

It is a good wiewpoint to see the world as a dream. When you have something like a nightmare, you will wake up and tell yourself that it was only a dream. It is said the world we live in is not a bit different from this.

"Matters of great concern should be treated lightly."

"Matters of small concern should be treated

seriously."

taking an enemy

on the battlefield is like a hawk taking a bird. Even though it

enters into the midst of a thousand of them, it gives no

attention to any bird other than the one that it has first

marked.

In the words of the ancients, one should make his

decisions within the space of seven breaths. It is a matter

of being determined and having the spirit to break right

through to the other side.

Even if a Samurai's head wee to be suddenly cut off, he

should still be able to perform one more action with

certainty. If one becomes like a revengeful ghost and shows

great determination, though his head is cut off, he should

not die.

-When one has made a decision to kill a person, even if it

will be very difficult to succeed by advancing straigt ahead,

it will not do to think about going at it in a long roundabout

way. The Way of the Samurai is one of immediacy, and is

best to dash in headlong.

-Our bodies are given life from the midst of nothingness.

Existing where there is nothing is the meaning of the phrase,

"form is emptiness." That all things are provided for by

nothingness is the meaning of the phrase, "Emptiness is

form." One should not think these are two separate things.

There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of the

present moment. A mans whole life is a succession of

moment after moment, there will be nothing else to do, and

nothing else to peruse.

the Beginning, story of Koshua

2010-12-17T04:54:00.000-08:00

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"My style is the best and ill kill anyone who dares stand against me"

I was raised on the grassy planes of a terrestrial planet in the Eldulf system. I lived as a child amongst traditional Vherokior nomadic tribe as a son of a cattle herder. Amongst the other children in the tribe, i stood apart, not that i didn't fit in, but as one of the elder tribes men put it, i was a stargazer. Destined to travel in space. The elder said he had seen it before, others like me had grown up amongst the steppes and grassy planes who left the tribes to become an immortal space pilot..

Not long after graduating from Vherokior tribe Academy's Astronautic school I remember sitting in my Scythe, cruiser class vessel, orbiting the belts of Istodard attempting to mine Fiery Kernite and dreaming of becoming rich.

I with my trusty but odd Samurai Jin_mei companion who i had befriended not long after getting into my first space ship would mine and haul in the system for a month or so. We befriended Pacal Balan who sat in Teonusude space in a cloaked battle ship. At times would offer to repair our ships after being attacked but other wise had little contact with him as i was a simple Dairy Delivery boy, part time prospector. My first employment was for the corporation Farmers Union. A freelance pod pilot corp, focused on station resupply of dairy products.

My first taste of the real dangers of space was a day when prospecting in the belts of Teonusude with my one of the CEOs of Farmers Union where we came across the notorious high sec Pirate crew Hybrid Syndicate. They had flipped one of my cans and my Jin-Mei samurai friend attempting to reclaim the stolen ore in his vexor was destroyed by Hybrids Assault frigates. We attempted to get revenge with the aid of our CEO but our ship scanners showed many more pirates then we could dream of taking on so we docked in frustration.

A little later we came across them in the Belts again, their concord timer had expired so if we shot them the police would be on us with no mercy. One of the pirates sat motionless in his Jaguar Assault frigate next to a cargo container in space another in an Ishkur Assault frigate was on scan but not in visual range. I called my CEO who was a much more skilled pilot and combat veteran to come to my aid as i waited for the trap to unfold.

I knew his trick, he wanted me to try to take my ore back from his container. My Scythe had weapons and shield upgrades but i knew i had no hope in defeating him, a mining Cruiser vs a full blown combat frigate. The face off continued, Yoshikawa my Samurai friend was in a new Vexor combat Cruiser willing the fight to happen, however DuPuy co-CEO of Farmers Union noticed a Battle cruiser lerking about the planet the Asteroid belts orbited. On further investigation we found the Battle Cruiser another Pirate, Saint Schala waiting for the trap to spring. With all the fire power now against us, i had to swallow my pride and leave the ore for the Pirates, and headed to station.

I continued on running dairy goods and other cargo for various agents in Teonusude a major hub system in the Molden Heath region. Scraping a living together slowly, advancing my ship equipment and ships. Most of the time i was in small fast cargo vessels so when i had to do trips into low sec i was to hard to catch, but i remember all to well my first ship i lost. On a routine dairy supply to Bosena Republic Fleet Assembly Plant, i had just come out of the acceleration gate from Teonusude. Before i could even blink, my ships alarms and warning lights where ablaze. A Tempest battle ship sitting over 100km off the gate had me locked and before i could take action boom. The ship vanished from about me. Ill never forget her name. Olixia Castitatis. I have hunted her a number of times, she has often been in enemy corporations like Beyond Divinity Inc and Infinitus Odium's alliance the Church. Still i never managed to get my revenge.

to be continued...