Raid an illegal contraceptives factory

You quickly got dressed and made your way to the bridge. As you walked in the Captain, a pretty black haired almond eyed woman with obvious IAA ancestry named Diane, nodded at you as you approached the holo table in the middle of the room. "We've discovered a group calling themselves the Freedom Fuckers hiding out in the nearby asteroid belt." She informed you, nodding to inform you that yes she was indeed serious about their name before you could ask. "They've been mass producing Class 1 illegal goods and distributing them both through this sector and beyond. We suspect they're the source of a recent spate of infertility incidents on several nearby worlds. " She pulled up a map showing scan of their base. "High Command has authorized an ****. As this group isn't Code Compliant your forces have been authorized to use stun weapons. Lethal's are also to be made available if necessary but there's currently no sign that this group has acquired anything that could be a threat to an armored fighter." That fact was surprising, lethal weapons were only to be even made available in the worst of situations where lives were actually in danger. Each major warship only carried a few for the most dire circumstances. For them to even be mentioned meant there was something you weren't being told.

"Are we going to blast our way in?" You asked, most people never thought about it but a warships lasers could still be powered up to the point of destruction. The Bion Genocide had erased any chance a human warship would ever truly be unarmed.

"No, its going to be an airlock hack job, we don't want to risk decompression and kill anyone. They have a lot of children to make up for." The Captain said her eyes going dark. There was a reason contraceptives were forbidden, there were still some alive who remembered when humanity was pushed to the brink of extinction, only the titanic efforts of Earth and the colonies women to both have and raise the next generation had ensured the human species would survive. The idea of someone producing something to try and stop humanity from regaining its numbers not only enraged you but made you sick to your stomach.

"Roger that. I've got something special planned for their leader." Diane returned your wolfish grin as you both looked at the simulation.