I-MGAB infrastructure under attack.

At 22.54 yesterday, a known terrorist group made an attempt to blockade the Fourth District infrastructure of I-MGAB solar system. The threat came from corporation Why So Mad from Space Immigration alliance.

"They are known to us, and we consider them a threat to our development of this region" Demion Samenel told District News.

"They make use of black ops battleships and hit and run tactics which is hard to counter. And they have also been caught working with neutral entities in the area that makes them harder to hunt down." Cmdr. Samenel continued.

The two blockade units was shoot down just a few hours later by a joint fleet of coalition members under the command of Lt. Turelus of Caldari Independent Navy Reserve.

"We find it hard to believe that this was a serious attempt for a sovereignty push by Space Immigration, its more likely that they wanted to draw out our capitals for an easy kill." Lt. Turleus told the District News Service.

On the question if the Ayem colony was affected on the infrastructure attack cmdr. Samenel told District News.

"No, not really, there were no immediate danger for the colony or its inhabitants and we had just finished putting more soldier on the ground. And those ships they are using is not equipped with planetary bombardment units. If a situation do appear that we would need to evacuate the solar system, we have evacuation plans in order to make sure that all personnel is evacuated as quickly as possible."

Battle rapport SBU 1

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Colonists found dead

The 132 colonists that was abducted last week by Sansha loyal forces has been located by a capsuleer member of the Fourth District. After days of spacial anomaly scanning, a small hidden Sansha base was discovered. The station and sansha forces was destroyed by the capsuleer and after the destruction when salvage operation of the station started, bodies was found that could be positive identified as members of Ayem colony. All remains has been identified and now been successful retrieved and transported back to Ayem colony for proper burial rites of the family. "We are would like to put our condolences to the family of the colony of the deaths of there relatives. We can find some comfort that they did not continues there lives in mental slavery that Sansha´s stands for, and now they can find rest instead.  They will continue to live in our memories and find peace with our ancestors" Demion Samenel from CAIN told District News. He continued "We have increased our presence in I-MGAB system and put a small military force on the planet to help the colony security force. Its important that this wont hinder our development of the system and the District has hole. We need to continue to push for control and keep a firm grip of the system if we are to succeed. The loss of work forces has been put forward to the alliance council and I suspect that we will see a new work force heading to the colony. We will make sure that investors and Fourth not fall behind in its development of an Caldari alliance in this constellation." Cmdr Samenel told District News in his statement.

District News, Providence.

CAIN sends Personnel to New Caldari

District News was just informed that officers of Caldari Independent Navy Reserve have traveled to New Caldari. The reason is likely related to the latest news that Admiral Yanala was offered to take here own life.  Yanala's Executive Officer has testified to this in front of a Chief Executive Panel tribunal and further stated that State Executor Tibus Heth has been using members of the Caldari Providence Directorate (Provist) to cover it up and avoid worker riots against the CPD should the news get out. Admiral Yanala had just days before been greeted as an hero due to her decision to not fire the massive "doomsday" weapon on Caldari Prime saving billions of people. What this will mean is unclear at the moment, but we will update you with any news from the State.

Ayem colony was attacked by Sansha forces.

The colony on Ayem in I-MGAB solar system was attacked yesterday by Sansha forces. A small force of Succubus and Phantasm ships raided the settlement and planetary infrastructure, according to District military command, the Sansha´s Nation had an objective to abduct as many colonists as possible. "This is sadly something we have seen taken place before" Cmdr. Samanel told District News. The attack came early in the morning were  the largest settlement was located, 132 colonists was abducted during two waves before planetary security forces managed to fend off further attacks, officials from Fourth District is saying that there has been a increase of Sansha´s Nation activities in system were there is less military presence such as I-MGAB solarsystem. "We are struck on what happen, but the colonists knew when the colony was created that it would be a hazardous and dangerous undertaking" Demion Samenel told the District News. He also continued " we have sent out more regular patrols through out the cluster to try to find hidden Sansha bases, in hope we can find the colonists alive"

Ayem colony has be under construction for almost a year and its goal is to have permanent settlement on the planet. The settlement will in the future work towards increasing planetary production. Planet Ayem is the only planet with a planetary environment that can facilitate human life without a prolonged terraforming process, other planets exist but requires certain level of terraforminig to easier support human life. At the moment around 15 000 colonists is living on the surface, mostly industrial workers and  researchers and there families.

The attack on the colony was a set back on the District cluster development but District News has been reassured that this will not stop any plans for future planetary or cluster wide developments. "We need to increase our military presence in the cluster and might even put small military forces on the planet itself to be able to protect our people on the planet. Today only a small security force is stationed on the planet, but this was clearly not enough." Demion Samenel told the District News.

District News Service will continue to monitor the attacks and will be updating you when we have anything new.

True Stories - Mito Conflict

Few conflicts has changed founding corporation Caldari Independent Navy Reserve as the Mito conflict has. Still many officers in CAIN remembers the hard choices that was made, commander Svetlana Scarlet has put it into words and made it public for all to read. Its a true story of CAIN, a story many remembers and reflect, and led to changes that made CAIN what it is today. Read yourself and reflect, vote if you find the story reflects on you. A data connection link is added below.

True Story - Mito conflict

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For those of us in the Caldari Independent Navy Reserve, there are few events in our history which resonate through the last decade so much as the Mito Conflict. This war between a number of Caldari loyalist organizations and a group of pirates and anarchists that raged from August to November 108 was the crucible that turned CAIN from a run-of-the-mill group of antipirates into the hardened steel blade that we are today. Without Mito, I have no doubt that CAIN today would be a very different organization, if it was still around at all. 
In the summer of 108, the Reserve had joined a group of Caldari loyalist corporations in a new alliance, the Kimotoro Directive. They moved to the Mito constellation in Caldari space, where pirate activity had long been an issue, hoping to be a stabilizing influence and give its pilots some valuable combat experience. 

It did not take long before the local criminal element began to take note, especially after members of some of the other Directive corporations began to argue and chide pirates on GalNet, much to the chagrin of the Reserve's leadership. In August 108, the Gurista-aligned pirates of the Black Rabbits moved into the Jan system and it did not take long before there was an unofficial state of war between the Directive and these pirates, with combat occurring regularly. 

At the same time, Star Fraction, a well-known group of anarchists who had fought the Reserve previously, began to move into the Mito area, and a war of words began to escalate both on GalNet and in local communication channels between the anarchists and the pilots of the Directive. The Reserve began to prepare for the coming conflict, which came in early October, as both the Black Rabbits and Star Fraction declared war on the Directive. 
What made this conflict different from the others that the Reserve had fought previously was that Star Fraction's goal was not simply to get some easy kills or harass what they saw as soft targets for a few weeks and then leave, but to destroy the Directive and its component corporations, making an example of them – to show the impotence of state-aligned capsuleers in the so-called Empyrean Age. With a large number of advanced starship and module blueprints and a vast supply of cash, the anarchist forces maintain their war for a length and pace that was unlike anything the Reserve had faced before. 

CAIN led fleets against the anarchist and pirate forces regularly, pitting standard cruisers and battlecruisers against advanced enemy ships, often inflicting far more damage in terms of monetary losses than they took, but the enemy's deeper coffers made these victories for morale rather than substance. Propaganda, in the form of dueling war reports on GalNet, became another battlefield, one where CAIN quickly learned it needed to maintain discipline. Unfortunately, their allies did not seem to share in this lesson, and this began to deepen the divide between the Reserve, which was increasingly seeing itself as a professional military organization, and the rest of the Directive. 

Week after week, the war continued in a stalemate. Unfortunately, while the military battlefield was evenly matched, the anarchist coalition was much tighter. The pace of operations exacerbated tensions between the Reserve and the other corporations of the Directive, with CAIN's leadership growing increasingly frustrated with the attitude of its allies, and its allies growing frustrated with what they perceived as a new elitism on the part of the Reserve. When CVA provided the Directive with a large cache of supplies and most of them were claimed by the rest of the Directive, despite the fact that CAIN had been doing most of the alliance's heavy lifting, it was the last straw. CAIN pulled out from the Directive on 17 November 108 and withdrew from the wara week later, negotiating a ceasefire with the anarchists. 

Mito changed CAIN forever. To build experience and cash reserves, they moved to Pure Blind the next month, marking the start of a nullsec life for the corporation. The failure of the Directive inspired CAIN to create its own alliance, the Fourth District. And the battles of Mito created the most decorated leaders of the Reserve, including Ladel Teravada, Derrys Otireya, and Svetlana Scarlet. Even for those pilots who have have joined CAIN since, they still hear the stories of Mito, and for those who fought there and have since left, it remains a formative element in their development as pod pilots. 

Ubuntu CEO tells her story...

Jessica Danikov, Executor of Ubuntu, the newest corporation to take up residency within the District tells her story that led her up to the position as Chief Executor Officer and the history of Ubuntu before the corporation was joined with other of the Districts corporation.

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A fledgling pilot is recruited into an EVE corporation, but not all is as it seems. Her ambition drives her to advance through the ranks, but cracks appear in the organization's foundations. As power beckons, will she answer the call and unify the 'Tribe', or will her conscience become the better of her?

Jessica Danikov is a new capsuleer, It doesn't take long for her to run across Evil Nanny, an agent of Ubuntu Inc. offering 'free' Kestrels to all rookie capsuleers in the system. Initially, Jessica is wary and warns her fellow capsuleers of griefers and a potential scam, but is traded a ship and invited to join a community of fledgling pilots in a channel known as UBU.

Naive and idealistic, Jessica is enthralled by the corp's proclaimed values, in particular their generosity and proclaimed altruism that seems to fly in the face of a cynical universe. She is convinced by their Chief, commits to corp, and is tasked with completing a series of rites known as 'scholarships' in which she must learn basic capsuleer survival skills and demonstrate her fealty to the corp. Jessica finds a mentor, Teighty, and becomes his protégé.

Her training culminates in the Ceremony, a tribal rite where she publicly commits herself to the corp, Her peers accept her as Kin with cries of 'Ubuntu!' before purging her ship in fire and flame. In her capsule, Jessica is reborn a member of the Tribe.

The rabbit hole deepens. Jessica discovers deeper ranks within the corp, whispers of the Nomad, the Sage and the Visionary. Scholarships stretch before her, a labyrinth of knowledge and training. Jessica discovers that she, too, may sponsor others and increase her rank and stature within the group, but the greatest honor is bestowed to those that recruit others into the fold.

She is also introduced to the Pact- a complex Oath that binds her ever tighter to the Chief's design- and Commitment- a 'voluntary' tax by which the corp is funded. The Chief leads the corp in a violent campaign of control throughout the system of Ziona and begins a vicious vendetta with Oblivion Chaos. Jessica learns to fight in the wars that follow.

Jessica is called upon to serve under Canyon Vjourytant as a Tribal Monitor, tasked with keeping the members in line and rooting out subversive elements. She enjoys the increased privilege and stature within the corp, but tensions rise amongst the leaders above her and relationships grow cold between her and the Visionary Biddybam. Her mentor, Teighty, withdraws from corporation life leaving Jessica, while the Chief is nowhere to be seen.

Things take a turn for the worse when the Visionaries, led by the insidious Jace Vorrin, abandon the corp and form the heretical Project Aces, taking good souls with them. Jessica bears the weight of the Tribe on her shoulders, knowing full well that her presence could be the lynch-pin preventing a full collapse of those who remained loyal to the corp. However, nature abhors the power vacuum the schism has left in its wake.

She seizes her opportunity and, garnering the support of those that remained and with his reputation in tatters because of recent events, issues a vote of no-confidence in the Chief. The path finally clear, she quickly moves to take control of the Tribe. For a brief moment, she contemplates how far she had come and how the strange ways of Ubuntu no longer held their mysticism for her, reduced to tools of control and indoctrination- all for the good of the Tribe.

The corp is battered and bruised, but still standing. New recruits stand ready as Jessica issues a new Tribal mandate: the corp sets its sights on a far off land known as Providence, and a new chapter of their journey begins...

Group picture of the Fourth District Fanfest attendees.

Most are members are from CAIN, just Ubuntu CEO Jessica Danikov were able to join, who knows, next year mayby more will join.

From top left to right: Ladel Teravada (sitting) Demion Samenel, Alexande Sarend, Saiva, Calder DK, Serandra

Bottom left to right: Horgaasht, Sillanda Kachira, Trony (holding Marcus Griffin) Svetlana Scarlet, Turelus (beeing funny) 

Sitting: Jessica Danikov

See you all next year!

Stories from 4TH District

A story from capsuleer pilot Sillanda Kachira, a story that got her a second place in the first 4TH writing contest. She decided to write about here earlier time in CAIN and Fourth District.
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Sillanda had just finished her daily duty and walked back to her Captain's quarters, sitting herself down at her desk as the door closed behind her. It was a long day again and she still had to write up her report. She had always hated doing her daily paperwork; it had been one of the few things she hadn't missed about serving in the Fourth District. Few alliances were as strict as they were when it came to writing reports, but this wasn't her first time in the alliance; she had already had three stints in its service.


She started her report with the normal questions about hours in space, used ships...she had only undocked twice today, spending about three hours in space. She had been fighting some Sanshas in the morning that had tried to settle into 3KB-J0, piloting her ship the CNR Golden Hope. One of the vessels she was proudest of, the Golden Hope was one of her oldest and she had no better crew. As she wrote her report on the anti-Sansha deployment, however, her thoughts began to wander to a previous time.


It was a wonderful morning; Sillanda had just woke up from her quarters in 5ZXX-K, where she had been living for some time now. Where before she had only been serving the Caldari Independent Navy Reserve, now she was a proud member of the Fourth District, the alliance CAIN had recently founded. She got out of bed and began to get ready for her duty.


As she walked into the CAIN offices, she saw a smiling face, and it took her still-not-quite-awake brain a few moments to register that it was Shirukii, who was already waiting for her. “You really should go to be earlier,” chided the other pilot.


“I needed to finish this stupid report,” replied Sillanda angrily. She grabbed some food quickly as the two female pilots got ready for the upcoming work. Since Shirukii had joined CAIN, the two had become best friends, doing their best to contribute to the Reserve with their skills.


That particular day it seemed as if there was no work left for the two girls, so they checked for known enemies around 5ZXX-K, but it seemed that even their usual enemies were still asleep. With nothing better to do, they asked their agent in the Mordu's Legion station for work.


His job didn't seem that difficult: “destroy the thief, loot the reports, and bring them back to me.” Sillanda and Shirukii prepared to undock from the station. Sillanda was in the CNR Lando, her heavily-tanked battlecruiser, an inexpensive ship that she always felt safe in. She always seemed to have money problems, so she couldn't afford many other ships than her Drakes. She had a number for different uses.

She looked over at the shiny Maelstrom battleship that Shirukii was undocking in next to her, the CNR Rain. Despite the fact that Sillanda had been flying longer than Shirukii, for some reason she still found herself flying the worse ship. Sillanda initiated a fleet warp, setting the two of them off on the hunt for the thief.

Arriving at the agent's bookmark, they found that the thief was not alone, flying with a fleet at his side and trying to save his life from the two pod pilots. As she landed on the field of battle first, they opened fire on Sillanda; this had been the two Reserve pilots' plan, as the Drake's tank held much better against most enemies. The Lando's shields held without any problems and the two women began to pick apart the enemy fleet. Eventually, only the thief himself remained; at that moment, Shirukii's older brother Mookuh woke up and contacted the two, asking if they needed help. The two younger pilots always felt safer with him around, as he was an experienced pilot and one of the Fourth Districts best fleet
commanders, and they invited him to join their fleet; but when Sillanda asked what ship he would be bringing, all he would say was “you'll see.”


She didn't really like guessing games, but she knew that he'd likely be flying one of his new ships; while they talked, the two women had managed to take down the thief, barely managing to get him as he tried to slip out of Shirukii's range. Unfortunately, when his ship exploded he was still almost 50 km away, quite the trek for the two slow ships. Right at that moment, Mookuh warped in next to them.


Sillanda looked over and saw his new ship, rolling her eyes. “A frigate?” she yelled at him over voice comms. “You aren't serious about joining in that thing.” Everyone in the alliance knew she hated small ships – she always got sick in them, moving far too fast for her liking. As she complained, he was already on his way to get the reports from the distant wreck.


“At least he is useful for this,” replied Shirukii. The two women warped back to the station to dock up and wait for Mookuh to return, so that he could hand over the reports, but he never arrived. Sillanda undocked, but still couldn't see him, her scanner not showing any sign of his tiny ship either, and she noticed that he had left their fleet channel as well. On their corporation channel, all he said was “you need to catch me if you want them back.”


The two women grumbled angrily, but they wanted to show him that they were no longer helpless without him. They undocked again in their normal combat ships, Sillanda in another of her Drakes and Shirukii now in her favorite ship, a Stilleto. After a while, they managed to catch Mookuh in a belt, and in a second they managed to get him warp scrambled so he couldn't get away. Before they had a chance to ask him for the reports, though, a fleet of Guristas warped into the belt. Before they had a chance to react, the pirates locked up Mookuh's ship and he disappeared almost instantly under their missile barrage. He managed to get his capsule out, and Sillanda tanked the Guristas just long enough to get the reports from his wreck.

When they returned to the station, just before Sillanda retired to her quarters, she smiled and said to Shirukii, “he really deserved it.”


She smiled while the daydream faded; it had been so long ago that it had happened, during her first tour with the Fourth District. The alliance had just been founded, with only a few small corps that they had been living with in Pure Blind at the time. The years when Sillanda had been flying Drakes were long gone; she hadn't undocked in a Drake for some time now. For fighting Sanshas, her red and gold Paladin was way more effective.


She still missed Shirukii; the two had been the best of friends until Shirukii had disappeared entering a wormhole three years ago. Many things had changed since then; Sillanda was back in the Fourth District, but they were in Providence now, holding their own systems, six of them in total. The alliance had grown and they found themselves fighting alongside CVA these days.


A new recruit had just joined the Reserve, and she noted that there were a few new people joining the Reserve the last few weeks. She made a note on her report; she thought it was way too easy for a new recruit in the alliance today. Freighter and carrier jump services, cloaking ships to get to their staging system jump bridges, and friendly-camped routes up to 3KB-J0. Sillanda looked up from her report and once again got lost in her memories, a smile crossing her face.


Shirukii had just joined the Reserve, and had been told as every new recruit had been that she needed to get into Ladel's hangar and paint one of his ships a different color. No one
had managed to get past Ladel's security so far – not until now. Sillanda and a few other CAIN members had been sitting in the CAIN offices in 5ZXX-K when they saw Shirukii emerging from Ladel's hangar with a pail of pink paint in her hand. The pilots looked at each other nervously, sure that Ladel would be really mad if he saw one of his ships repainted.


The next morning, the usual Triumvirate. Vagabond fleet showed up and Ladel called for a response fleet, undocking in his own Abbadon with other pilots in their own remote-repping battleships. As they formed up and waited for Ladel to undock, they heard him yelling suddenly. “My Abbadon, my Abbadon has PINK letters on it!” He ranted for a while, fired his security people and then disappeared into his hangar for the next few hours, cleaning his ship – no one saw him for the rest of the day.

When he undocked his Abaddon the next time, it still wasn't totally golden; the words “Ladel loves Kills” was still readable on its side. Sillanda wasn't sure if he ever found out who was responsible, but she thought it was probably better if he never did.


Sillanda looked back at her report; she wasn't even half through it, and she kept finding herself thinking about Shirukii. She resolved to get the report done and tried to remember where she left off. Moving ships? No...carrier jumping? No...ah, new recruits. She made a few more notes on the report.


Now she only needed to finish the fleet report. Ladel Teravada had called the fleet up this evening, the normal fleet the District fielded these days, Nagas with Rapier, Lachesis, and logistic ship support. When she had joined the fleet earlier she had waited to find out what logistics ship she would be needed in. Ladel had decided he wanted three Basilisks, so Sillanda had pulled the CNR Rep Me out of her hangar. Three Basilisks, one Lachesis, and one Rapier; Ladel was in the Rapier as usual. She made sure to put him at the top of her watch list, to ensure that he wouldn't die again.


She hated that she couldn't save everyone, but sometimes the enemy fleet just put out too much damage, more than she and the other logistics pilots could ever repair. She had only been piloting logistics ships in fleets for some time now; every time she wrote her reports she missed flying the ships she had in the past. She found her thoughts wandering again, thinking about old fleets.


She undocked from 5ZXX-K station in her Drake again to join up with a fleet under Ladel's command. Looking right and left, she could see two Blackbirds, another two battlecruisers, and two interceptors, one of them piloted by Ladel himself. Sillanda joined the fleet in a Drake for one of the first times in her career, previously only flying Caracals. At that moment she was both proud and nervous; she wanted to leave soon so she can finally show what she had learned in the past weeks. She was always eager to prove herself, always wanting to do everything perfectly in a fleet.


Ladel still yelled at her a lot, and she hated it, just because she wanted everything to go smoothly. But everything still seemed so complicated, so many things to pay attention to; shooting the right ship, flying in the right direction, staying at range...


They were leaving, Ladel staying in front of the fleet trying to catch any enemies near their home system. They were patrolling Pure Blind nearly every day, trying to make sure there were no hostiles living there. It wasn't always easy, with Triumvirate. still living just a few jumps away.

After some time, Ladel gave the fleet the command to jump through a gate and warp to him. They followed quickly and found him tackling a Sleipnir; Sillanda always wondered how he managed to find enemies so easily. They chewed through the ship's shields slowly, but the attack went perfectly and Sillanda was happy to see on the kill report that she had done the most damage to the target. It was the first time she had done more damage than some of the older pilots; she knew it had nothing to do with her training, but more to do with the range they had been fighting at. The Harbingers that the others had been flying were not able to do damage at the range her Drake could, but she was still proud of the accomplishment.

She looked at her report again, trying to finish the fleet section. She missed flying the Drake and Abaddon; she had flown them since Shirukii had disappeared, and she still felt horrible that she didn't seem to fly anything other than logistics ships lately. Since Shirukii had been gone, she felt like she was missing something in a damage ship; Shirukii had always flown the light tackle, grabbing the enemy. In logistics ships, she didn't need to worry about that, and felt better about it.


She continued writing the report, reflecting with satisfaction on the number of pilots the alliance could field these days. They had been fighting a 60-man Goonswarm fleet, but after the first dead ships on the Goons' side they had lit a cynosural field and CAIN found themselves hotdropped once again. But she was still happy; their reps had held up well and they had only lost one ship in the end, which had been tackled when the cyno field went up. She finished the fleet report and got to the last section.

It was Sillanda's duty to keep track of the capitals in the alliance, she began to tally the numbers in the Fourth District's growing capital fleet. The number of carriers and dreads were getting better every day, and the alliance could even field a few supercapitals now.


Finally, she reached the end of the report and closed the file, glad to put an end to the ordeal. As she did, she still felt the tinge of loss, wondering Shirukii still survived, lost in wormhole space