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30% off Brokk ship components



Pilots! It's time to improve your fleet strength! The Empire liaison at UMC reports that a new transport convoy has arrived in fringe sectors from inner worlds. It seems that the blockade has been broken. We are expecting even more trade caravans in the fringe sectors soon!

Only today, November 20, we offer a 30% discount on Brokk components! They can be purchased directly from the ship tree.

Externally Brokk is very similar to an imperial support cruiser, so the frigate has a very serious, aggressive and brutal look. This made it a full-fledged "imperial" dream for most pilots. It can rightly be called the most versatile engineering frigate and win in every possible category. There are going to be no obstacles for you — the special module will destroy all enemy ships in your way.


The special offer is valid for a limited time and will end on November 21!

Sincerely,
Star Conflict Team

New offers in the in-game store!



Attention, pilots! The in-game store has been updated with new offers!

New pack are available at the store today:

  • CPU parts bundle at a discount of 40%
  • «Ghost» components bundle at a discount of 20%
  • «Stingray» components bundle at a discount of 40%
  • «Marten» components bundle at a discount of 30%
  • Space Explorer Kit at a discount of 50%


We will be regularly providing you with new offers, trying out different combinations of contents and prices. Stay tuned so you don’t miss out on exclusive and temporary offers that can significantly strengthen your fleet!

Sincerely,
Star Conflict team

Special rewards for the special operation “Return to Eden”



Pilots! The head of Ellydium corporation's security service Arlette Sokal announces an additional reward for the best mercenaries participating in the special operation “Return to Eden” from November 18 to December 9.

All pilots who participated in the special operation will appear on the leaderboard. If the pilot manages to exceed his previous result in subsequent attempts, then his best score in the leaderboard is updated.

  • All pilots who will take places from 1 to 20 in the leaderboard will receive 1000 Galactic standards on their accounts, as well as 500 xenocrystals, 500 monocrystals, the taunt “Sometimes death is not the worst fate”, paint “Swamp moss”, title “Sun-faced”, portrait “Moses Hud”.
  • All pilots who will take places from 21 to 50 in the leaderboard will receive 300 xenocrystals, 300 monocrystals, the taunt “Stop looking, I’m getting shy”, paint “Purple chameleon”, title “The one and only elusive”, portrait “Agnia Carno".

The rewards will be awarded to pilots as of the leaderboard at 06:00 UTC on December 9.

Sincerely,
Star Conflict Team

Elite ship packs in one bundle!



Pilots! You have a unique chance to purchase a set of elite ship packs at a great discount. The bundle includes:

  • Star Conflict: Ze'Ta. Deluxe edition
  • Star Conflict: Scylla. Deluxe Edition
  • Star Conflict: Gungnir. Deluxe edition

The bundle will be available for a limited time until November 22. If you previously purchased one of the ships of the series, then its cost will be taken into account when buying the bundle.

Sincerely,
Star Conflict Team

Elite ship packs in one bundle!



Pilots! You have a unique chance to purchase a set of elite ship packs at a great discount. The bundle includes:

  • Star Conflict: Blood Tormentor. Deluxe edition
  • Star Conflict: Phoenix. Deluxe Edition
  • Star Conflict: Albireo. Deluxe edition

https://store.steampowered.com/bundle/42673/

The bundle will be available for a limited time until November 18. If you previously purchased one of the ships of the series, then its cost will be taken into account when buying the bundle.

Sincerely,
Star Conflict Team

50% off Spatial Scanner and Extended Hull! Credit bonuses!



Pilots, the weekend begins! Time to prepare your fleet for new victories!

Weekend special:



  • 50% off Spatial Scanner and Extended Hull
  • +50% credits in battles
  • x3 first victory bonus

Spatial scanner and Hull extender can be bought in the ship menu from hull and CPU modifiers.

Boost your fleet! Let's win together!

Sincerely,
Star Conflict team

“Star Conflict: Manul” Available Again



Pilots! Packs “Star Conflict: Manul” and “Star Conflict: Manul. Deluxe edition” are available again in the official project store. The packs will be available for a limited time until December 12. The ship will be available to pilots without time restrictions.

Star Conflict: Manul. Deluxe edition



https://store.steampowered.com/app/2688840/Star_Conflict__Manul_Deluxe_edition/

The pack includes:


  • Rank 17 Federation gunship fighter “Manul”
  • Special weapon “Fury plasma gun”
  • Active module “Shield generator overcharge”
  • Unique portrait “Stormbringer”

Additionally, the pilot receives:

  • Permanent 10% bonus to credits gain
  • Paint “Clockwork tangerine”
  • Decor “Crystal aurora”

Additionally, the pilot receives the modules:

  • Aiming overcharge
  • Inhibitor swarm
  • Combat reboot
  • Vernier engines
  • Catalyst injector
  • Emergency barrier
  • Voltage regulator
  • Adaptive shield
  • Reinforced beams
  • Crystal plates
  • Proton wall
  • Infrared scanner

Special bonus for everyone who buys the bundle — Premium license for 90 days!



Star Conflict: Manul



https://store.steampowered.com/app/2688830/Star_Conflict__Manul/

This pack includes:


  • Rank 17 Federation gunship fighter “Manul”
  • Special weapon “Fury plasma gun”
  • Active module “Shield generator overcharge”
  • Unique portrait “Stormbringer”

Special bonus for everyone who buys the bundle — Premium license for 30 days!



Manul is a gunship fighter used by the Armada for several years now. For a long time, the existence of this ship was considered a myth, as the army commanders carefully concealed information about their fighter, using it only during punitive raids on pirate bases.

Ships of the Manul type showed themselves in battles with the best side. The perfect combination of strike weaponry and updated onboard radio-electronic equipment allows the attack fighter to effectively destroy targets of even much larger size than itself. According to recent Armada reports, operating in small squads, the Manul pilots are capable of clearing the defences of a small outpost in the shortest amount of time. By affecting a specific target, the ship’s special module severely weakens the enemy. When fighting highly maneuverable targets, the attack fighter will be supported by a weapon that increases its own rate of fire.

The recent publication of the patents for Manul from the “Outpost” shipyard, combined with the Armada’s authorization to sell the gunship to third parties, can only mean one thing: the Federation army has received an even more advanced fighter.

Currently, any UMC mercenary can order the Manul gunship fighter along with its unique weapons. The “Outpost” shipyard will fulfill the order as soon as possible.

The lost door. Part 5. Silver wedge



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“Attention! You are entering a restricted zone. The quarantine regulations forbid approaching the station. Leave the sector immediately! Attention! You are entering a restricted zone…”

“Shut that thing up, Smed!” Tullie Stakh was reclining in the second pilot seat and oozing disgust towards the automated warning system.
“Shut it yourself!” His brother Smed was manually guiding the ship slowly through the labyrinth of debris of a once huge space station, situated smack in the middle of an otherwise empty sector in the Morag system.

Some time ago, before the invasion, several adventurous families built a maintenance and fuelling station here. The location was just a short jump away from the closed sectors, where small bounty hunter ships often went in search of easy profit and mysterious artefacts. Then came the big guys on big ships with big guns, and the artefact extraction took on an industrial scale. Factories and transshipment bases were built all around the area. Transport convoys and patrols swarmed the space. Those were the best days! The station’s advantageous position on the crossroads of all the main transport arteries brought excellent profit to the owners.

Even during the war with the aliens, the area was not too affected by the battles. The station was not destroyed or even damaged. On the contrary, it developed even further, thanks to various refugees building homes around it. The underground trade bloomed. Illegal business is never far away from slums.

But now there wasn’t a single ship in the system, except for the “Crown and Thorn”, the old Imperial frigate, which the brothers got at a dirt-cheap price. They said they won the ship in a game of tonk. But who would ever believe the Stakh brothers? Nobody would. Their reputation would not allow for that.

Station debris were slowly drifting along their intertwined orbits and made the task of reaching the centre of the steel labyrinth quite difficult. The ship often shuddered from another collision. It made a droning noise that tickled your teeth while struggling to withstand the barrage that threatened to breach the hull or break the arrays off the bulk.

“I wonder what happened here,” said the scrawny young lad named Timmy Lockan from the navigator seat behind the pilots. All of his safety belts were meticulously strapped on. He rarely went on free search operations and was somewhat scared of open space.
“It all got blown up a couple of years ago,” the oldest of the four finally spoke. In closed sectors, he was known as Fisher.

He sprawled in the commander seat next to the navigator’s. Neither he nor Timmy didn’t know the first thing about piloting battle starships. But it was Fisher who brought them all together and proposed this risky venture, promising great profits.

“They say it was quite a mess. All the big players faced off here, the Empire, the Federation. Rumour has it, even Jericho ships were seen, but that’s a lie, of course. Ellydium, on the other hand, was involved for sure. All of them were looking for something here and couldn’t play nice. And then boom! It all went up in flames.” He coughed. Everyone believed that Fisher wasn’t long for this world, but up until then he managed to outlive all his rivals. “I once crossed paths with the guys that were fighting here. They didn’t go to the station themselves, small fries, but they told me that the battle was fierce. Lasers and rockets flew in every direction, rocking their ship to the core. And then the station exploded.”
“Then why did we come here?” Tullie Stakh was never pleased with anything. “What valuables can we possibly find after an explosion took everything down?”
“Pipe down, idiot.” Fisher coughed again. “Those guys told me that there was a cruiser in the middle of the station, in the old maintenance docks. The cruiser itself is worth nothing, common civilian garbage. But it had something of value inside. Something everyone is after!”
“Didn’t those who blew up the station get their hands on the prize first?” Smed was listening to the old man carefully. He was much smarter than his brother and hoped to increase their profit from the operation by removing Fisher and Timmy from the equation after they grab whatever they came here to get.
“That’s the thing, they couldn’t get to it in time. The place blew up before they ever got to the cruiser.”

Fisher had no plans to tell the brothers everything that he knew. He understood perfectly well that being stabbed in the back by them was like shooting fish in a barrel. Fisher was somewhat of a dangerous guy himself. He was experienced. He had been in similar situations many times before and outlived many a bounty hunter. His client sought him out through an anonymous mercenary network precisely because of that. The client called himself the Collector and told fisher many interesting things about the cruiser and what they might expect to find on it. And how much money they can gain…

“Looks like we’re here, Fisher.” Smed brought the ship to an almost full stop, and it was now slowly drifting alongside other large debris.
“Great job. Your tin can came through. Now it’s in and out, as usual.” Fisher took an old comb out of his chest pocket and tried to fix up his thin grey hair.
“There’s nothing to comb there, old man, you might as well be bald!” Tullie laughed.

Fisher paid him no attention and after thoroughly rubbing the comb on his scalp gently put it back in his pocket. Not everything is what it seems to be. The comb was not a simple hair-wrangling tool, but a very valuable artefact from the Collector. It was supposed to show them which objects from the cruiser were worth taking.

The exploded state of the station made the work ahead of them much more difficult. In order for the artefact to work, Fisher had to use it as a comb, which was quite uncomfortable in a space suit in the airless space. That’s why he had to buy a small one-person space bathyscaphe, in which he could use the comb and still see his surroundings.

And so they left the ship, with Fisher’s bathyscaphe leading the way and brothers and Timmy following it in spacesuits. It took them quite long to wander through clouds of flotsam and jetsam swarming the centre of the former station. Finally, they found their way to the former docks. There was much less debris here, a big bubble of space with almost nothing floating around. And in the centre of this bubble, the cruiser hovered suspended in space.

The blast went rough on it, practically tearing it in two, but the halves still remained close to each other. It looked like a toy broken in half by a giant toddler. The edges of the tear were rough and the hull burst in several places, creating wide cracks. Hatch doors popped out of their frames and floated nearby. Small objects that were pushed out from the cruiser by the explosion lazily orbited the ship.

“There she is, my beauty.” Tullie chuckled over the intercom. “Shall we get inside?”
“Wait. Let’s have a look at the things floating outside first.” Fisher floated into the cluster of items and began combing his hair, carefully looking around and pointing out which objects to grab to his companions.

There were a lot of artefacts among the scrap. The comb made them seem glowing, sometimes brighter, sometimes dimmer. Fisher didn’t know the purpose of these artefacts, he simply had a list of things the Collector wanted. Anything they found beyond that was theirs for the taking and selling at any price they can bargain. It was basically free golden standards. But anything they might gain by selling the extra paled in comparison with the pay for the main item they came for.

“Looks like we got everything from the outside.” Fisher smiled. “Time to get inside. I’ll stay behind, get as close to the hull as I can. You will have to toss things out for me to sort through them. This thing does not work through monitors. Eyes only.”

The brothers went inside the cruiser. Combing through bay by bay, they threw everything that wasn’t nailed down outside, where Fisher and Timmy sorted the artefacts out. It took them a few days to completely clear out the cruiser. Finally, all the bays of the ship were thoroughly checked and emptied out. The cargo bay of the “Crown and Thorn” was meticulously filled with crates with all the artefacts they found. Most of them were personal belongings, like mugs, notebooks, pens and stylos. No electronics or complex mechanisms. All of them were simple and straightforward. The containers were meant to prevent artefacts influencing each other with their powers. This was a specific warning by the client. Fisher took some artefacts from the special part of the list to store in his cabin.

It was time to tackle the safe in the cockpit of the cruiser. That’s where the main treasure the client wanted was supposed to be.

The safe was a matte black monolithic box built into the wall of the cockpit. It seemed to grow out of it as if it were a blob of darkness. The Stakh brothers agonized over it for two days, trying to open it with plasma cutters, but to no avail. They couldn’t even make a single scratch. Then came a message with instructions from the Collector.

“Take the glasses, the ring and the glove from the artefacts you found. They will allow you to peer into the darkness. Take the cream. It will allow your flesh into the darkness. Remember that the cream can be used separately.”

“Used separately,” Fisher whispered with parched lips as he received the message through a secure channel. “Separately…”

Indeed, among the artefacts he found a pair of old horn-rimmed glasses, a metal ring that barely fit on his little finger and a leather glove with cut fingers. Fisher gingerly put on all of those. The ring and glove on his right hand. The glasses on the tip of his nose. Nothing happened. There were no visible effects. He had to put on a spacesuit and float to the cruiser.

The brothers were still prowling around trying to find anything of value and salvage anything they hadn’t already for sale. Artefacts were fine, but other surviving items could be sold as well, which meant there was no rest for the wicked! Fisher flew past them into the cockpit and to the safe. Seen through the glasses, it no longer looked black. Now it resembled a piece of rock crystal. Cloudy, fractured and cracked. But there, inside the crystal, in the very heart of it, a silver wedge gleamed brightly white. Or at least something wedge-shaped, like a huge nail, tapering into a point on one side. The thing they had come here for. The one the Collector wanted the most. Mysterious. Dangerous. Ominous. Calling.

Fisher could not stop staring at it and had to force himself to turn away from the safe. He felt a bit relieved after he managed that. But he could still feel some sort of connection established between himself and the artefact. The wedge knew it had been seen and wanted to be retrieved. And Fisher also wanted it, more than anything. But he managed to pull himself together and retreated back to the ship.

It took them another twenty-four hours to prepare for the operation to retrieve the wedge. The night passed restlessly. The old man tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep. He felt the wedge calling him. And it was scary. In the morning they went to the cruiser for the last time.

This time everyone were in their spacesuits. Fisher was wearing the glasses, the ring and the glove. Smed carried the cream in a special box so it wouldn’t freeze. The cockpit became crowded. Fisher looked into the depths of the safe. The wedge was there. It seemed to glow even brighter.

“Let’s do this.” The old man coughed. “Timmy, go on.”

Timmy got up close to the safe. Tullie Stakh deftly unstrapped and removed part of Timmy’s suit sleeve from his right arm, using a special tourniquet to keep the oxygen from escaping. His brother Smed applied the cream to his arm at the same time. They were afraid that if they applied it beforehand, it might not work. So they opted for taking a few seconds to do it in the vacuum of space. Then Timmy hesitantly reached out his bare hand to the surface of the safe.

“Go ahead, Timmy!” Fisher cheered the young man on. “The wedge is right in front of you. I can see it perfectly.”

Breathing heavily, Timmy moved his hand forward. The hand plunged into the darkness of the safe easily, unobstructed, like into a cloud or water. Timmy hovered near the safe, eyes bulging with fear. His pulse was racing. His blood was bubbling with adrenaline.

“A little to the left, Timmy,” the old man guided him. He was the only one who could see the wedge. “You’re right there. Grab it!”

Timmy grabbed the wedge and immediately screamed so loudly that the volume limiters on their intercom network went off.

“Grab him!” Fisher shouted, trying to reach Timmy, who continued to wail. Blood dripped from his nose, staining the inside of his helmet.

Smed didn’t hesitate and yanked Timmy towards him. The hand with the wedge popped out of the darkness. Timmy unclenched his fingers, but Smed had already deftly caught the wedge with a special container, careful not to touch it, even through his spacesuit. Timmy stopped screaming and passed out. Fisher had already put the sleeve back on his arm. The pressurisation system and the inbuilt first aid kit of Timmy’s spacesuit whirred to life.

“Can be used separately,” Fisher muttered under his breath so that no one could hear him. “Used separately…”
“Guys, we’re done here,” he announced loudly over the intercom. “Get him back to the ship. Time for us to return home.”

To be continued.

30% off Nightingale ship components



Lucas Horn, the Federation's liaison with UMC at ‘New Eden’ station, says that his old friend has arrived in the fringe sectors. Captain of a free cruiser ‘Scotland’ is known for bravely sailing to the most dangerous corners of space, and he always returns with particularly valuable cargo.

Special Offer From Lucas Horn: only today, on November 13, 30% off Nightingale ship components! They can be purchased directly from the ship tree.

Nightingale is the embodiment of elegance and confidence. Show off your piloting skills! MHD generator provides increased power to your weapons if you do not neglect engine power. Speed and the ability to conceal yourself and the team are your main trumps.


The special offer is valid for a limited time and will end on November 14!

Sincerely,
Star Conflict team

New offers in the in-game store!



Attention, pilots! The in-game store has been updated with new offers!

New pack are available at the store today:

  • Armor parts bundle at a discount of 40%
  • «Kite-E» components bundle at a discount of 20%
  • «Spiral» components bundle at a discount of 40%
  • «Spike» components bundle at a discount of 30%
  • «Metallic» Paint Kit at a discount of 50%


We will be regularly providing you with new offers, trying out different combinations of contents and prices. Stay tuned so you don’t miss out on exclusive and temporary offers that can significantly strengthen your fleet!

Sincerely,
Star Conflict team