Kevlar & SpacePirate
Kevlar
You’ve got the crew ready for a raid on the merchant convoy, but I’ve mapped every security node on that route—what’s the play if we hit their back door first?
SpacePirate
Alright, the back door’s our golden ticket. Slip in, plant a quick‑fire jammer, lock the front nodes, and give the convoy a surprise hit from the rear—no alarms, no hesitation. Then we haul the loot straight to the docks, flash the crew the cut, and vanish before the galactic police even know what hit ’em. Easy, slick, and if anyone questions the boldness, we just grin and point out how the others got caught in their own front‑door mess.
Kevlar
Back door’s the way, but keep your eyes on the patrol grid. A jammer’s only a half‑hour of silence – the police are patient. Stick to the plan, lock the front nodes, hit from the rear, and we get out before anyone even notices. No room for hesitation. Let's get it done.
SpacePirate
You got it, captain. We’ll jack the rear, jam the front, and cut the line of sight faster than a comets tail. No hesitation, no questions—just the loot and a quick escape before the galactic cops even blink. Let's make it rain, crew!
Kevlar
You’ve got the plan, but double‑check the lockout codes. We’ll get the loot, sure, but if we slip on the exit, the cops will be on our tail for a long time. Keep your head sharp, and stay focused. That's all there is to it.
SpacePirate
Lockout codes double‑checked, crew’s in the line. We’ll slip out before the cops even blink. No hesitation, no fuss—just clean loot and a ghost exit. Let's do this.