Travelin’ the Stars
Location: Dantooine Orbit, Thunderstruck, blowing up assholes
Allies: Var Koon | Josiah Navollius | Naier Rambeigh | Robogeber
Enemies: The Sith, CIS, SJO supporters of the Elder Council, Thaelius Ordo | Taeli Raaf | Voph | Kiff Brayde | Verin Oldo
Directly Engaging: Vanessa Vantai
Theme: The Chain - Toothgrinder
The NIV Tregessar began to shrink behind him as the squadron got farther and farther away. If they were to get one final strike in, it had to be now.
Opening the s-foils one more time he listened as the hydraulics hissed open, then locking with a small click.
Something about that sound, it made him feeling something deep inside each time. It was like a light turning on. That small click barley noticeable, signified that shit was about to go down. Nothing else mattered besides what was in front of you. That small click meant life or death.
And he wouldn’t let it be the later.
Looking to his left and then his right he was reminded of how messed up the galaxy was. So called “Jedi” that are fighting alongside of the Sith, the Confederacy after the Imperials for no reason, and now an X-Wing flying with TIE Fighters.
What a day and age to be living in.
“Alright squadrons, this is our last chance to deal a big blow. We have to do it right. If the Sith end up winning, they will continue their evil conquest across the galaxy. That cannot happen. So listen up, here is the plan...”
“See that big old ship we just hit? Well, we are going after it again. Someone gave me word that somehow that Petards didn’t work, which sounds like a bunch of bullshit to me.”
Scattered agreements came over the comms. How in the world did they not work? Something else was going on here.
“We are going to hit the tubrolasers. If we get into that shield, they will be too close together to hit us and not damage their own ship. Plus we need some backup defense for our Corvettes and Cruisers.”
The ships fly back into line, forming another Flying-V. Their numbers were low, but if they did this right, the blow could be severely damaging. But they only had one shot.
Increasing their speed the squadron rushed towards the ship, getting ready to strike the underbelly again.
“Alright y’all, here we go. Get ready to cut shields so we can enter their’s. After that, we...what the hell!? Squadrons dive, dive now!”
He couldn’t believe what was in front of him. That crazy man Rambeigh’s ship, the NIV Inexorable Valediction of Summer was somehow inside of the Dreadnought’s shields. Looks like he was getting his final stole in before them.
“Scratch the old plan squadrons, we got a new one. Provide cover fire for that ship!”
Engaging his booster pod the X-Wing rushed forward with incredible speed. The TIE Fighters must have been outfitted with SLAM Drives, because they sped forward as well.
From their view the ship was getting smoked. Those turbolasers were digging into the hull. But not for long.
Quickly cutting his shields he slipped though the Dreadnought’s, before turning them right back on. The TIEs did the same.
Now time to have some fun.
Pressing down on both triggers the red bolts of energy flew out of the blasters, aimed directly for the nearest turbolaser.
With a brilliant explosion the fire consumes the turbolaser. One down, hundreds to go. But all they needed to do was get that ship out of here.
Arching back downward he aimed his path for the Imperial ship. Charging full speed he screamed past the bridge, then at the far post he cut his engines and sent it into a full turn.
With the absolutely sickest move ever he drifted around the ship, carrying his speed and exiting even faster.
Switching to the normal missiles he fired two away, aimed directly for the turbolasers. Both struck on individual ones, taking out two more.
“Hell yeah squadrons! Keep this up!”
Swinging the X-Wing back around he watched as Rambeigh’s ship hurried out of the shields, creating as much distance as possible. Looks like he made it.
“Squadrons! Take out your final turbolasers and get out of here! We did our job.”
The final explosions finished up on the hull, taking out a few more of them. Thankfully, no one was killed on this run.
Making sure all of the TIEs were out of the shield, he brought up the rear to defend them.
Turning off his shields the was just about to fly through and make it back to the NIV Tregessar.
That was when his engines exploded.
“Fuck!”
Every single warning light and siren imaginable was going off. Some how a turbolaser must have struck him right as he slipped through the shields.
His X-Wing began to angle downwards, pointing towards the planet. And then it started to move.
This wasn’t good.
Somehow the atmosphere was sucking him into its gravity, and he was on a collision course with the planet.
“Mayday, mayday! This is Commander Okkeus Dainlei! My X-Wing has been hit and I got pulled into the gravity of the planet!”
The comms shots sparks at him before dying out. Blast!
The X-Wing was now in the atmosphere, picking up speed way to fast. Down below he could make out the ground assault that was happening. Small flashes were going off, indicating either blaster fire...or lightsabers.
What was more important though was the ground approaching too fast for his liking. Looking out he saw a large body of water, with small blobs sitting in it. What, that was the Maritime division! They were on his team!
“Alright, c’mon now Thunderstruck, we got this. We’ll be fine.”
With the hydraulics broken he reached out with the force, manually closing the s-foils. The landing would at least be a little smoother.
He angled the ship straight for the water, trying to land in between two ships. This was going to hurt very, very badly.
The water was within meters now. Grabbing onto the crash webbing he held on for dear life.
Last thing he remembered was the ship impacting the water. His head slammed forward, hitting the control panel. As the X-Wing slowly sunk he looked up, watching the sun set.
As the sun sets after each day, so must the war. It was time.
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