A lone covert ops frigate in the system is not typically a problem - we simply wait for it at the wormhole and kill it when it attempts to leave. The fact that this was a group in covert-capable ships and presumably lead by that alliance's fleet commander indicated that this was no ordinary scouting party.
An invasion was probably in the works and we had just put eyes on their reconnassiance team. That our alliance had just been war-decced by high-sec mercenaries only lent more credibility to that line of thinking.
Over the course of the next two days we stayed well ahead of this recon group, quickly scanning down the statics as well as incoming connections and setting up camps to catch and kill them or force them out. In this way we thinned their numbers, but their ultimate goal, J215338 or Loveshack, was still within reach.
We got intel that Polarized was rage-rolling and on the first of April they got their chance when a wormhole connected their system to ours. A swarm of ships from multiple alliances (Polarized, Existential Anxiety, Surely You're Joking, Ixtab, Ash, Buffer Zone, The Last Chancers, R.E.P.O., Exiled Ones, etc.) began pouring into our system and there was very little we could do about it.
Transmission Lost was not without friends, however. Our frequent and skilled opponents Sleeper Social Club and Kill It With Fire were, themselves, rage-rolling for our system. They didn't arrive in time to prevent our towers from being seiged into reinforced mode, but they did come. Unfortunately, their arrival was ill-timed. Transmission Lost forces were few at that point in the day. Thinking that if they moved quickly enough they could wrest control of the static wormhole and thus gain system control SSC and KILL attacked the enemy fleet camping the wormhole.
Transmission Lost pilots joined in on the counter-attack, but the Polarized coalition was reacted quickly with overwhelming force that was far beyond our expectations. We took severe losses and the reinforcements were forced to retreat back to their home system, collapsing the wormhole behind them.
Our fate was sealed and written in red on our killboards.
What was the impetus behind this invasion? It's uncertain, but it was clear that the Loveshack would burn and every capsuleer flying the colors of Transmission Lost would feel the cold bite of open space before it was all over.
Even as I write this the forces arrayed against us are destroying our POSes; obliterating a fortress system that has existed for longer than I know and has seen countless battles.
But their coalition is fleeting and as nebulous as wormhole space itself. Those who have instigated this will not always so grotesquely outnumber Transmission Lost. Their die is cast and sooner or later we will come to collect the debt that is owed to us.
† Many thanks to our allies in this. †
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