The pirates hadn't stood a chance. They were lazy, arrogant. Never expected an attack to come, especially not from one of their own. Gotta hand it to the cloaking tech, it makes things a damn sight easier. They're dead, black armoured figured scattered around the radio tower, all taken out with knives to keep things quieter. No sense drawing trouble to himself before he has to. He wants to avoid this confrontation for as long as he can. He can't win against Carolina. He can't win at all.

He has the casing of the signal jammer open, setting charges. Still camouflaged because it buys him a little time if anyone does show up. The charges are on a short timer. He's not taking any chances with these being deactivated. As soon as it's over, he'll broadcast the information, make sure that everyone sees it. The whole damn planet.

He pauses when he hears something. Is that... is that a Pelican?

Oh god. He finishes setting the last charge, seals it as best he can to make it a pain to get at, and starts moving in that direction, setting up with his rifle as the pelican lands.