Here's a post that backdates us all the way to March of 2009 - back when the Heretic Nation rapetrain was picking up into a full steam. As I recall, our fleet was approximately 15, Max-Damage fitted Battleships, some Heavy Interdictors and other support; I was flying an Abaddon,"Saviour Self". There was an amarr militia fleet scouted in Dal, and so we left the throne of ossogur gate and prepared for a fight. One way or the other, by the time we jumped in, most of there fleet had warped off. But I scanned at the nearest planet an Eagle, and called to another abaddon pilot and co-commander Dalmont to nab him.
Then, by chance, something beautiful happened.
I called warp to zero of the planet, Dalmont warped in 100KM from me -- and both of us would see at near exactly the same moment that target was exactly 50 kilometers between both of us...coincidently in perfect optimal of our Megapulse II's loaded with Scorch L.
I'm not sure what the story is --if the pilot was distracted or otherwise-- but I seem to recall him picking up speed just as we locked and instapopped the heavy assault cruiser.
And so we define the tactical manuever that is "The Scorch Crystal Sandwhich": Two heatsink laden gun-boats warping in with scorch loaded and alpha'ing a target. The SCS has no need for your warp disruption; the target can't warp if it's dead.
Coincidentally, I made a signature today:
In recent news, I recently convinced Dalmont from Triumvirate back into our circle within Final Agony. And we're all doing bloody wonderful in here in Amamake; as of this post, 2207 chimneys have been shit in this fist 24 days of our occupation. We've killed 133 Battleships, 3 T3 cruisers, an orca, several faction BS, 3 carriers. We've also suicided 40 Hulks (or other exhumers) as a part of our Hulkageddon campaign. Fun times ahead.
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