Directorate Officer
Location: Typhoon-class Starfighter Angel Two, near Mimban
Objective: Do your own thing
Allies: Republic
Enemies: "Defenders"
[8/25]
Gir toggled his holographic HUD to pick up on Angel One and the pair of Rendili starfighters that had engaged her. Stadler's craft went into an abrupt Immelmann turn just above Mimban One. He winced as the two defender fighters didn't to hesitate to pursue her craft through the station's defensive fire. He quickly togged his HUD once more to view their craft, noting with a mixture of surprise and admiration that the Rendili craft hadn't been significantly damaged by Stadler's audacious maneuver. But is that a result of pilot skill in evading fire? Or the gunnery crews of Mimban One being more selective with their fire? That's something that we should probably put to the test...His comlink made a brief sound, announcing a message coming across the aggressor's command channel.
"Assault group is reverting from hyperspace now. All formations move to rally point Alpha-3 to protect the transports."
Gir quickly glanced at his screen before pushing down the left food pedal and tilting his yoke to the left. Angel Two abruptly fell into a spiral loop that took his craft jetting towards the rally point. The blonde man could see pairs of aggressor R46s abruptly peel off from their dogfights. It was risky choice, and at first Gir wondered about the tactical sensibility of the maneuver. He then saw a quartet of aggressor Cyclones spraying out advanced concussion missiles at their opponents. Covering fire...that works...Gir picked out a defending R46 of Wavecrest squadron staying glued to a R46 of Warhawk squadron. He bracketed the craft in blue livery and tapped his trigger, sending out a trio of 3t3 missiles at the R46. Wavecrest Four abruptly broke hard left, spitting out bundles of chaff in the process. His com crackled with the soprano voice with a hard worn outer rim accent.
"Thanks for the assist, Angel Two."
"My pleasure. One team, one fight."
Gir briefly conceded to himself that saying such military catchphrases did seem really awkward after leaving formal military service. But she probably doesn't know that...
Objective: Do your own thing
Allies: Republic
Enemies: "Defenders"
[8/25]
Gir toggled his holographic HUD to pick up on Angel One and the pair of Rendili starfighters that had engaged her. Stadler's craft went into an abrupt Immelmann turn just above Mimban One. He winced as the two defender fighters didn't to hesitate to pursue her craft through the station's defensive fire. He quickly togged his HUD once more to view their craft, noting with a mixture of surprise and admiration that the Rendili craft hadn't been significantly damaged by Stadler's audacious maneuver. But is that a result of pilot skill in evading fire? Or the gunnery crews of Mimban One being more selective with their fire? That's something that we should probably put to the test...His comlink made a brief sound, announcing a message coming across the aggressor's command channel.
"Assault group is reverting from hyperspace now. All formations move to rally point Alpha-3 to protect the transports."
Gir quickly glanced at his screen before pushing down the left food pedal and tilting his yoke to the left. Angel Two abruptly fell into a spiral loop that took his craft jetting towards the rally point. The blonde man could see pairs of aggressor R46s abruptly peel off from their dogfights. It was risky choice, and at first Gir wondered about the tactical sensibility of the maneuver. He then saw a quartet of aggressor Cyclones spraying out advanced concussion missiles at their opponents. Covering fire...that works...Gir picked out a defending R46 of Wavecrest squadron staying glued to a R46 of Warhawk squadron. He bracketed the craft in blue livery and tapped his trigger, sending out a trio of 3t3 missiles at the R46. Wavecrest Four abruptly broke hard left, spitting out bundles of chaff in the process. His com crackled with the soprano voice with a hard worn outer rim accent.
"Thanks for the assist, Angel Two."
"My pleasure. One team, one fight."
Gir briefly conceded to himself that saying such military catchphrases did seem really awkward after leaving formal military service. But she probably doesn't know that...