Tendrils of gas sprayed outward from the nebula, wreathing the T-65B
X-wing fighter in shimmering reds and blues of an embryonic star as
the pilot of Corsair Seven kept an eye out for TIE fighters while
his yellow astromech droid, Ziggy, kept him updated on the technical
details while the gases slowly drifted away from his ship. On his
scanners, and set against the pinpricked blackness of interstellar
space, sat the signature of his mission target.
Zan's repaired X-wing seemed to be handling itself quite well after
being basically owned in the battle it had been in a couple days
earlier. His personal droid which he named Zef, seemed positive as
usual. Zan himself was more cautious then before. Rushing into
battle is pointless if you get yourself killed.
Lieutenant Jaden Leora's T-65B X-wing came out of the
brilliance that was the nebula directly behind the X-wings of his
squadron mates Bival and Zan. As he came in closer to them his R2
unit Slag started his shrill beeping. On the head-up display he saw
their target. Opening the comlink he started to give the orders to
form up, "Seven, Two form up on me we will go in together. Lock
s-foils into attack position."
The Assault Shuttle Theta 4 moved forward towards Brentaal
IV, the largest and most populated of the moons in the sector. The
Empire had begun quietly constructing a garrison base on the moon,
and this transport was one in a series that had been running between
the Imperial Star Destroyer Warspite and the moon all day.
The pilot, Ensign Ulmgo, was a pilot of limited experience
who had washed out starfighter training while still at the Academy.
Still, he was confident, and proud to be serving aboard an Admiral's
taskforce in any capacity. His attention was barely being paid to
his duty, as he had performed this same milk run several times
already this day.
As Jaden took his X-wing in closer to the target his scanners
started to show exactly what it was they were gunning for. Switching
his comlink over to the Corsair frequency he gave more orders,
"Seven, Two, Leader here you are clear for attack give them hell."
"Alright, I'm going in. Cover me. I'm not going to have another
rerun of last week's mission," Bival barked over the squadron's
communications channel. Even though he was subordinate to Leora, he
was given clearance and had a clear shot, which allowed him to call
the shots for the moment. His craft strained to reach out toward the
Assault Shuttle, taking painfully long to reach firing range after
he emerged from the nebula at full throttle to take every advantage
of surprise they were afforded by the cover it provided. He locked
his S-foils in attack position and a whirr sounded through the hull
while two green lights lit up on the console to let him know that
his craft was ready for combat. Locking his lasers into the default
dual firing configuration, he guided his green targeting reticule
over the Assault Shuttle, and then allowing it to drift ever so
slightly to lead the lasers ever so slightly. As his reticule turned
red, he squeezed the trigger calmly, unleashing two dual pairs of
Ensign Ulmgo grabbed the controls as his head-up display
alerted him that there were incoming craft in the region.
Unfortunately, it was too late and the first X-wing managed to
strike a direct blow before he could take evasive action. The
viewport flashed vividly as the laser cannons impacted the shuttle.
"Blast," he shouted as he looked at his HUD once again, noting his
shields were now down below fifty percent.
Zan Shelby sat back in his intercom T-65B X-wing which he throttled
forward toward outward of the nebula. His read off his meters which
provided the information toward his head-up display. Zan's X-wing
thrust out of the nebula at 100% full throttle. He proceeded to lock
onto the main target. "Target is locked on", he thought
outward to himself. He second guessed himself and fired off a pair
crimson colored cannon bolts from his attack foils, which by this
time were in attack position.
"How many of these damn fighters are there?" Ensign Ulmgo
asked his co-pilot as a series of laser blasts from the second
X-wing impacted his shuttle. He noticed that his shuttle was nearly
gone, but he managed to turn his craft in time to target the third
X-wing in the formation, that had yet to attack. Ensign
Ulmgo's co-pilot targeted the X-wing, and activated the controls
that unleashed a series of blasts from the shuttle's turbolaser
turret at the X-wing.
As the Assault Shuttle turned and fired Lieutenant Leora
had little time to maneuver out of the way. Taking direct shots to
his port shields and hull he saw the shields collapse right away.
His hull was also hit by the attack slowing him considerably.
"Seven, Two I am hit. Considerable damage but I can handle it. I am
starting my attack run." Pushing his damaged fighter forward he made
a run at the shuttle side slipping left and right. Snap rolling
starboard he snapped off his shots.
"Shield's are nearly gone," Ensign Ulmgo shouted to his
co-pilot as the third X-wing unleashed a volley of laser cannons
that struck the Assault Shuttle.
Going under the shuttle after hitting it Lieutenant Leora
pulled a tight loop around to come in for another attack run,
"Seven, Two set up for your second runs. Lets see if we can kill
this thing on the second pass." Tightened his loop until he was once
again looking directly at the shuttle he locked on. Lasers in dual
fire mode. Pulling the trigger he let off his second salvo of
Ensign Ulmgo was piloting for his very life now. He thrust
down on his flight stick as the laser blasts once again slammed into
the hull of his Assault Shuttle. However, even though the lasers
impacted his craft, no damage occurred. "Phew," he sighed as he
regained control of the shuttle.
Bival, drawing ever closer, and then passing and looping back around
toward the Assault Shuttle while it had focused on his squadron
leader. Now, he'd drawn a bead on the Assault Shuttle and calmly
squeezed the trigger to fire his craft's laser cannons at the
"There go the shields," Ensign Ulmgo yelled as his
viewscreen was illuminated once again. He shook his head as he
accelerated his throttle to the craft's top speed, but he was
halfway between the Star Destroyer and Brentaal IV, and there was no
safehaven in sight.
Bival keyed his comlink as he passed the Assault Shuttle by, noting
the impact on the hull, "Shields are down! Get it!"
Zan heard over the comlink that the shuttle's shields were down.
This was his chance to destroy it, Zan checked his meters before he
prepared to fire his his laser blasts. He turned under toward the
underbelly less armored section of the shuttle. He locked onto his
target which was displayed on his head-up display. Firing off a
barrage of laser shots from his S-foils.
Explosions ripped through the cockpit of the Assault Shuttle, as
most of the systems went offline, and the vessel came to a complete
stop. "That's it," Ensign Ulmgo informed the crew, "Abandon
ship." Ulmgo and the four other surviving crewmembers of the Assault
Shuttle hurried into the the escape pod, cursing the bloody the
rebels and their lack of proper escort. Ulmgo slammed down on the
launch button on the side of the escape pod, and it shot from the
shuttle into the darkness of space. This action activated the
vessel's distress beacon, and notified all Imperial ships in the
sector. The shuttle itself came to a complete stop, and now lay dead
Bival swung around again for another run on the Assault Shuttle, now
adrift in space and in flames, with its crew aboard an escape pod.
He targeted the Assault Shuttle, their target, not the escape pod.
"We're better than they are," he thought to himself, as he squeezed
the trigger, firing his laser cannons at the Assault Shuttle.
The Assault Shuttle Theta 4 was rocked by a final, fatal
series of laser blasts from the attacking X-wing. It shook violently
before it erupted in a massive explosion, sending debris from both
the ship's hull and cargo across the nearby area.
shot, Seven. Alright boys lets go home," looping his damaged X-Wing Jaden headed back for the nebula and home the mission a success with
no friendlies lost. Entering the nebula he was on his way.
Bival rolled his X-wing away from the roiling debris of the Assault
Shuttle, sparing half a glance over his shoulder. Ziggy chirped at
him, reminding him to lock his S-foils into cruise position, which
he mindfully did as he headed back into their recesses of the
nebula, sparing one last quick glance at the stars of the infinite
Zan yelled over the comlink with an emotional burst of joy, "That
was incredible, Seven." He followed Corsair Leader back toward the
safe direction of the nebula, but he still felt empty even after the
destruction of an Imperial shuttle. Zan looked back toward his
personal droid Zef with a joyless smile which he had not done in a
while, "Lets go home Zef."