Firis
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Jack (Star Wars fanfic)
Jack ran to docking bay seven, like the other members of the Emperors Royal Navy he had a menacing black suit and a helmet with an oxygen mask equiped. Jack climbed into his TIE Fighter "Check." he called in his visor mic "Its working Echo-7" his buddy Dest said calmly, Jack read over the breifing: Large Rebel fleet closing in on "Death Star" Battle station, scanners showed at least thirty fighter squadrons, about twelve frigates, eight patrol ships and two cruisers vs the Imperial force of forty fighter squadrons, eighteen frigates, three patrol ships and five cruisers, they had the advantage. He activated his ship, "This is Red Leader, Red Squadron prepare for launch on my mark." "Roger!" Michael, Dest, Jester, Clip and Zidane called in unison. Jack checked then double checked the systems they were all working "Theyre here!" The Captain of the "Flipside of Tatoine" Acclamator frigate called "Fighters Launch" yeleld Jack, he activated the thrust, he flew back in his seat, felt his stomach turn over several times before laying to rest upside down. Following him were his Squadron, they exited the hangar, then the hull, then finally the sheilds, they accelerated forward to see jsut what the report said, they flew for about two minutes before they got within range of the fighters, they opened fire, Jack dodged left barely missing a laser bolt from an X-Wing. Explosions came to pass all around Jack, radio chatter came through with fluency, he couldnt make out much, he chased after a pair of bombers exiting a run, they turned sixty degrees, he turned with them but faster, met them and opened fire taking out one instantly and making the other spin out of control. Taking down enemy fighters with extreme proficieny was what made Red Squadron famous, they were the only Squadron to keep the same six members for three years, with second place being four months. Jack took out four more bombers and a fighter "This is the 'Excecutor' cover us, we are closing in for the kill." Most of the Rebel ships had been taken out, while the empire only lost a few squadrons and a frigate, lasers streamed out of a rebel cruiser, Jack made a hard right and got his wing sizzled a little, but otherwise came out unscathed, and continued through the fight. The rebels began retreating before they could finish the job, but they took out almost all the enemy ships, after they chased them away their ships returned to the Death Star, awaiting no party, just solid ground and a meal...
I didnt really know how to do a story about a flight engagement, but I tried...
Jack ran to docking bay seven, like the other members of the Emperors Royal Navy he had a menacing black suit and a helmet with an oxygen mask equiped. Jack climbed into his TIE Fighter "Check." he called in his visor mic "Its working Echo-7" his buddy Dest said calmly, Jack read over the breifing: Large Rebel fleet closing in on "Death Star" Battle station, scanners showed at least thirty fighter squadrons, about twelve frigates, eight patrol ships and two cruisers vs the Imperial force of forty fighter squadrons, eighteen frigates, three patrol ships and five cruisers, they had the advantage. He activated his ship, "This is Red Leader, Red Squadron prepare for launch on my mark." "Roger!" Michael, Dest, Jester, Clip and Zidane called in unison. Jack checked then double checked the systems they were all working "Theyre here!" The Captain of the "Flipside of Tatoine" Acclamator frigate called "Fighters Launch" yeleld Jack, he activated the thrust, he flew back in his seat, felt his stomach turn over several times before laying to rest upside down. Following him were his Squadron, they exited the hangar, then the hull, then finally the sheilds, they accelerated forward to see jsut what the report said, they flew for about two minutes before they got within range of the fighters, they opened fire, Jack dodged left barely missing a laser bolt from an X-Wing. Explosions came to pass all around Jack, radio chatter came through with fluency, he couldnt make out much, he chased after a pair of bombers exiting a run, they turned sixty degrees, he turned with them but faster, met them and opened fire taking out one instantly and making the other spin out of control. Taking down enemy fighters with extreme proficieny was what made Red Squadron famous, they were the only Squadron to keep the same six members for three years, with second place being four months. Jack took out four more bombers and a fighter "This is the 'Excecutor' cover us, we are closing in for the kill." Most of the Rebel ships had been taken out, while the empire only lost a few squadrons and a frigate, lasers streamed out of a rebel cruiser, Jack made a hard right and got his wing sizzled a little, but otherwise came out unscathed, and continued through the fight. The rebels began retreating before they could finish the job, but they took out almost all the enemy ships, after they chased them away their ships returned to the Death Star, awaiting no party, just solid ground and a meal...
I didnt really know how to do a story about a flight engagement, but I tried...