Ready for Action

As the pirates howled and charged into the starry void, little did they know that Tiger Cat-class Scout Ships from Pegasus Group had been monitoring them all along.

This was no minor skirmish. More than a hundred Tiger Cat-class Scout Ships had been deployed across the entire starfield.

Pegasus Group wanted to uncover the mastermind behind it all, so naturally, they had gone all out.

As for the pirates... they were merely disposable white gloves they had raised, to be discarded at any time.

The weapons sold to them would not be delivered, regardless of whether this operation managed to lure out the mastermind.

After all, once people were dead, what was there left to deliver?

And before they died, some of the money distributed over the years could be recovered as well. They truly intended to squeeze every last drop from them.

As for why they were doing this, it was simply because the dogs had become disobedient.

They had raised pirates not so they could turn around and bite their masters.

Understanding their place and knowing what they were supposed to do was a pirate's proper duty.

So why did they need battlecruisers?

A few outdated cruisers were enough to tear into a few disobedient minor factions. Did they really want more?

Pegasus Group would not give them such an opportunity. Anyone who truly rose above that level would no longer be a pirate.

That was how the Blue Star Federation system worked. Everyone could find their place, but if they wanted to overstep it... they had to be prepared to bleed.

Maple Leaf Mining's ships had already arrived at the mining site. It was an asteroid belt, a common sight in space.

However, asteroid belts with mining value were relatively rare.

This mining site was an