Revenant
Revenant Squadron
Wolf Squadron
Galactic Alliance
Crimson Linings Squadron Brotherhood of the Maw
-Revenant departs their
hiding spot -Chaar engaged Electra-12 |
Chaar watched his scopes as the Brotherhood capital ships opened fire on the Alliance fleet with their superweapons. The Alliance commanders replied in turn, soaking up what they could and returning fire. Two massive new contacts appeared, heralding the arrival of the Super Star Defenders Morai and Alliance Ascendant, tipping the scales in the favour of the defenders. The advantage was short-lived, with a colossal fleet of Brotherhood marauders decanting from hyperspace.
And in the middle of it all, twelve starfighters concealed in a derelict hull floating above Foerost.
But as Revenant Squadron had demonstrated time and time again, a single squadron could make all the difference.
Qellene detected a group of enemy contacts, which the battle computer confirmed as belonging to their target - Crimson Linings Squadron. Much like Revenant, Crimson Linings were a force multiplier, a single unit that when employed correctly could shift the course of a battle. Taking them off the board would be a crushing blow to Brotherhood effectiveness and morale.
“Engage,” Chaar ordered as Crimson Linings entered the kill zone. The Umbaran released the magclamps holding his B-wing against the floating space junk and pushed power into his repulsorlifts, pushing the starfighter clear of its mooring. He quickly shifted power in his sublight drive and looped around toward the TIE Fighters. “Lock S-foils.” Two small wings, each tipped with an assortment of weapons, folded out from the B-wing’s blade-like frame.
Chaar set his four laser cannons to stutter fire and unleashed an opening volley of low-powered fire at the nearest TIE fighter, aiming to confuse and overwhelm while he still had the element of surprise. A contact on his tail forced him to pull out, cycling his weapons to increase power at the expense of the rate of fire. The space around Revenant erupted as the Alliance and Brotherhood pilots wove between the space junk, exchanging laser and missile fire.
Amid the chaos he spotted a distinction TIE, with wingtips that wrapped back around the cockpit rather than splaying out as on the TIE Hunters. A feral grin slowly formed. The Brotherhood usually reserved unique or custom starfighters for aces or commanders - finally, a worthy target. Chaar looped around behind the unusual TIE and painted it with his targeting computer, waiting for a missile lock.