We'd had ongoing hostilities with a one-man alt army in a C5 for a while. One of our scouts found his hole in chain and called it out on comms.
As the resident newbie, I grabbed a cloaky Flycatcher and burned down the chain to see what the fuss was about while our FC pulled a gang together for an op elsewhere.
The guy had a Kronos sitting inside the POS force field and a Mammoth anchoring a second tower. I figured "What the hell, I'll poke the bear and see what happens." Landed on field with the Mammoth, bubbled up, and blapped it. The pod escaped, warped back to the POS, and I pulled to 5k from the unanchored stick and cloaked.
Just as the bubble went down, the scout came on comms and said that he had re-shipped into another Mammoth. I waited for indication that he was in warp, de-cloaked, put up a new bubble and blapped the second Mastodon as it landed on grid. The pod burned out of range (again, I was the newbie), warped off, landed back at the POS.
This repeated for two more Mammoth kills. Then the scout said "Oh I think he's mad, Quattras. He's boarding the Dread now." Not knowing how out-classed I was, I was prepared to try the same routine when the FC interrupted to inform me that I would die. So instead I played bait. I dropped cloak and just sat, waiting while my interdiction probe launcher reloaded. Sure enough, the Moros entered warp, and I bubbled up, then got the F out of system just as our own (redacted) fleet landed. Scratch one dread, and all from my overeager bubbling.
Tl;dr: newbie kills four Mammoths and then leaves a trap for a Moros, netting his corp a dank capital kill.