It
is the dawn of a new era; the Emperor is dead, destroyed together
with his Death Star above the sanctuary moon of Endor. The War
is however not yet over. While the Imperial Navy has suffered
enormous losses, it is far from being defeated. On Coruscant the
power struggle is in full progress to decide who shall take Emperor
Palpatines now vacant place.
Although
that battle is fierce, everyone knows that the real power struggle
is taking place in the sky above them, as the remainder of the
Imperial Navy is regrouping while the Rebel Alliance ships constantly
harass them. Both Navies know that winning even the smallest skirmish
may shift the advantage to either side.
The
Rebels, still outnumbered but growing each day, have recently
inflicted serious damage to the Imperial war machine by destroying
one of the few TIE Avenger production plants left. The Alliance
Navy, desperately short of starships, still relies heavily on
the performance of its individual starfighter squadrons.
While
the front-line squadrons are harassing the main Imperial fleet,
support squadrons like Blue and the recently formed Wolfshead
squadron are assuming the role of 'fire fighters', guarding the
flanks of newly reclaimed Alliance space. Little do they know
that the Empire has already developed a new weapon, ready to send
in to the war zone...
Somewhere
in Space:
"Mayday,
mayday, mayday!!! This is Blue Flight 2, Blue Flight 2 requesting
assistance! Is anyone out there??? We're under attack by Imperial
Gunboats. Two of my X-Wings have already been disabled!! Mayday.
Anyone, answer, please!"
"Blue
Flight 2, this is Wolfshead 15, go ahead", Sparks replied over
the A-Wing's comm link.
A
weak and distorted reply was trying to get through but the interference
was just too great. "Wolfshead 1..." ....ssss.... "thi..."
...ssss...."we'r...." crackle........
"Blue
Flight 2, Blue Flight 2, this is Wolfshead 15, do you copy?"
Nothing
but silence came back over the radio. "Blue Flight 2, do you
copy, over?"
Nothing.
A
transmission from the WolfsDen broke that silence. "Wolfshead
15 this is the WolfsDen. We just picked up a distress call from
Blue Fight 2. Did you get any of the message?"
"I
got the initial call, but only static afterwards."
"Copy
that Wolfhead 15. Standby, we've located where the transmission
originated from and are downloading jump coordinates now. Be prepared
to hyper-out. We are launching Wolfshead 10, and you and Solo are
to get to the area ASAP and report back all information. Protect
Fight 2 if they're under attack by those Gunboats. Looks like this
area we're in isn't so quiet after all."
"Roger,
WolfsDen. Just another day on the farm."
Meanwhile,
aboard the ASD HappyJack:
Klaxons
sounded loud and long onboard the HappyJack, Blue Squadron's mothership.
"All pilots to the ready room, all pilots to the ready room.
This is not a drill.", came blasting over the p.a.
Everyone
was scrambling to their duty stations, getting ready for whatever
was about outside the ship.
Groznik,
Blue Squadron Leader, came out of the radio room with a message
in hand, barely missing another crew member as he ran to get to
his assigned station. "Sorry, sir.", came the startled
cry from the crewmember.
"Carry
on, on the double." was the frantic response. Fortunately for
everyone having a universal translating device, no one had heard
the loud roar that Wookies make when they get startled. Something
like the tornado wind scream and a Banshee wail at the same time,
all rolled into one sound. And you never want to startle a Wookie.
Ever.
The
crewman continued his hurried pace down the corridor, glancing back
over his shoulder at the Wookie, nearly colliding with another crew
member.
But
there was no time to spare, and Groz was already heading down another
passageway toward the pilots ready room.
Entering
the room, all the pilots that had made it there snapped to attention,
but there was little time for formalities. "Listen up! One
of our X-Wing patrols has fallen under attack by the Imperials.
It appears they have been disabled, and not destroyed! I don't know
what the Empire is up to this time, but A-Wings from Wolfshead squadron
have been sent in to investigate. It's going to take us some time
to get to that location, so I want CorranBoat, Wedge, and Sabrewolf
to man their X-Wings now. Once we leave hyperspace, launch immediately
from the hanger. We'll be sending rescue craft out right behind
you. Now, move it!"
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