Asmus Janes
Trouble
Mentina Station
Asmus quietly drummed his fingers across the console of his X-Wing. They had been drifting in silent mode for some time now. With comms silent or on point-to-point mode and their engines powered down they were little more than floating debris on anyone's sensors at a distance. He could just about make out the other fighters. Ahead of them were the dropships.
Mentina station was a hub at the centre of chaos in the region. Two trade routes passed nearby and during the chaos of the Alliance retreat the duros warlord Jiun Klem had managed to hijack several vessels and outfit them for war. Using this new naval power he had then taken the station from the people of Laertos and started charging a cut on all imports and exports that passed through the station. With this money his power had grown until his influence was just as significant as that of the elected Laertos government. It was a problem the Alliance couldn't afford to let continue. Diplomatic channels had failed. Klem had refused to return control of the station back to the government and had threatened violent action.
The Alliance plan was simple. Several shuttles and fighters coasted in and struck the station before Klem's fleet knew what was happening. With the station already falling under control a small strike fleet of frigates and patrol ships would move in to clear out any vessels that refused to cede control of the system with their power base already taken.
Asmus' comm crackled and woke him from his reverie.
"Janes?"
"Yes Chad."
"Is that enough dropships?"
"Elite forces and a handful of Jedi they said. Should be plenty."
"Alright."
Asmus was left in silence for a few more minutes.
"Janes!"
"Yes?"
"Station is supposed to be unarmed?"
"It is, yes. Why?"
"Just had my astromech enhance the image. Looks an awful lot to me like someone mounted some heavy flak turrets on that thing."
Asmus sat bolt upright and peered through the canopy. He couldn't see the guns with his own eyes but could see several fighters lingering around the station. Asmus swore.
"All fighters, power up and prepare to engage. Change of plan. We need to hit those towers or the dropships are dead in space."
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Will add a Trextan post or something from the POV of a dropship. Tension is high and then they hear they're potentially ducks in the water.