First Fleet, First Fight

First Fleet, First Fight by Jita FM First time in the chair, heart’s beating out of time, Ping went wide — “Fleet up, undock, form the line.” Thirty hulls behind me, engines burning bright, Targets on d-scan… we’re going in tonight. “Align, lock, fire!” Jump cloak drops, and the grid’s a wall of red, “Anchor up! Overheat!” — everything I said. Primaries are melting, but our logi’s under flame, “Broadcast fast, keep reps!” — we’re still in the game. “Push, push, push!” Half the fleet’s tackled, comms are shouting loud, I call a warp-out — they refuse, they’re too proud. Then the enemy…