01-30-2004, 10:28 PM
AND THE BATTLE RAGED ON!!!!!
Having been rescued by Ace's quick thinking, Aslan joined in the wing with a mix of squadrons preparing to make the attack on the VSD. Many of the fighters were worn and dammaged from the battle but those who were left were staging in the rescesses of the asteroids.
"Quite a mess we got out here" Aslan said as he absentmindedly counted his wings.
"I see Ace, R2-vader.... is that a shuttle!?.......where's Tank and Goku?
R2-Vader answered the admirals question first.
"Goku is off-line. His ship was last seen on collision vector with an asteroid. Probablillity of survival 0%."
The cold emotionless sound of R2-Vaders vioce over the comm cut into Aslans very being.
"NO!" thought Aslan to him self
"He must have gotten out of that A-wing...But where did he go?"
"He's not dead" Broke in Tanks voice. "I'm not sure exactly where he wen't but he's close... a lot of things happening out here. he could be on the SSD, or he could be on that shuttle...but dead he ain't! Tank went silent for a bit, and then he came back. "but it sure feel's like he wishes he were dead!"
Ace came over the comm. "O.K. great Goku's still suckin air, now button up and lets get the plan in motion... I have the Incenorator on an attack vecor with the VSD's starboard side.....what now admiral?"
Feeling much relieved over Tanks reassurance about Goku's safty Aslan began.
"Tank, fall back with all ships having ION capabillity and follow us, Ace, Have TAU keep us covered while we make the direct assault on the VSD's shield generators, attack pattern "mynock". Give em all you got so that Tanks team can have a chance to ionize the VSD and WATCH OUT FOR THE HEAVY SUPORT FIRE OF THAT FRIGGET! Have several fighters keep the frigget busy and send the shuttle to a hyper point to draw off some of those fighters... maby they can get away and go for help.
"O.K. were goin in!" with that Aslan throttled up.
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A luetenant aproched Commander Heterly. "Sir, reports indicate that the remains of the new republic fighter groups have staged a massive strike force and all evedence indicates a direct assault on the Mauler is inevitable. More importantly the SSD has begun to move"
Heterly was startled at first by the latter report.
"Move!? In what direction?" he asked.
"In our direction sir."stated the leutenant matter of factly.
Having over heard this, Captain Phantiel interated.
"Have frigget lancer move ahead of us, closer to the asteroid field. If the rebles wish to attack us directly, they will have to run a gauntlet of heavy fire assisted by our fighters out flanking them."
The communications officer now interupts.
"Sir. The omnicron transport reports a completed docking operation."
Cpt.Phantiel (hands clasped behind his back)smiled looking back over his shoulder.
"Excelent, continue with the operation."
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D'orjahl, not wanting to take any chances, found some loose cable and effectivly hog tied the unconcious wookie where he lay.
"That'll do for now"
All over the chest of the wookie was hair, matted and sticky reaking of sweet smelling rootbeer syrup.
"What the hell is it about rootbeer!?" the old tech wondered.
He then made his way to the cockpit rubbing his burning eyes, and beagn to notice his nose running and itching..."ACHOO!!!....damn, that sneez again!"
As he entered the cockpit, he saw two wookies at the controles and imedidiatly fell back into the corridor behind him.
"Holy wooly attitudes! I've been invaded!"
All around the ship out side he could hear the quad-cannons plodding away at thier targets as the battle raged on until.
**WHAMM!!!**
The deflector shield alarm was sounding from inside the cockpit and was followed by the howls of rage as the wookies told the TIE fighters what they thought about them.
D'orjahl ran back to the enginering station and set to work on getting the shields back on line.
"AAHH....hhHHHAAAAAHHHCHOOOO!!!!... DAMNIT WHY NOW!!??
He raced over the controles and diagrams trying to locate the problem of the shields.
**BLAM!!!**
" GOT(*^%#*))(*&!!!!!!!!! DON'T YOU KNOW IT!!!??? NOW YOU GUYS GET GOOD!!!" he screamed waving his fist in the air at the unseen fighter pilots.
A new trouble light appeared on the console. "Oh no, no no noooNOOOOO!!!! they just lost cannon controle in the cockpit!"
About this time one of the pilot wookies emerged into the enginering station, looked down at his compadre tide up on the floor and back at D'orjahl.
By now D'orjahl had gone past scared and angry and figgured this was pretty much the end... the end of what he wasn't quite sure. But the end of just about everything and thus he had nothing to lose.
"YOU WANNA END UP LIKE HIM!?" He shouted pointing at the hog tied wookie.
"GET YER HAIRY CARCAS BACK IN THAT COCKPIT AND LET ME WORK!"
Ofcourse what D'orjahl hadn't realized, was that the wookie wasn't looking at D'orjahl, but at Goku who was right behind the old flight technitian. Goku was an induvidual whome the wookie feared very much and was as far as he was concerned the one who had tied up his wookie friend.
D'orjahl turned back to his work and just about junped out of his coveralls at the sight of Goku standing right next to him.
"YOU!! MULLET HEAD!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!?" D'orjahl yelled in surprise.
Now on the other hand all Goku saw was D'orjahl threatening a wookie with being over powered and tied up. And D'orjahl sounded like he was more than ready(and willing) to do it again.
"This is not the VSD.... where am I?" Goku asked somewhat bewildered.
"oh, you been in the rootbeer too eh?" asked D'orjahl. "I'm gonna have to try that stuff, it seems to work WONDERS for you people!" The flight tech turned back to the console.
"Look kid, i have work to do... you know....WORK!?" He said looking up away from the console at Goku. "This ship has problems and it would be realy good of you to get yer butt up in the turret and SHOOT AT THE FIGHTERS WHO ARE SHOOTING AT US!!!"
Goku still a bit confused... started to say something back, but then looked at the wookie on the deck. New plan: zap over to the VSD again.... but would he end up there?
Goku had to wonder about that for a bit. And just what did D'orjahl do to that wookie?
Goku made up his mind to go with the current situation... now would not be the time to find out just what got D'orjahl all worked up.
Goku turned and began a hasty trot to the gun turret. No sooner than he sat down than the shield system hummed back to life.
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Having been rescued by Ace's quick thinking, Aslan joined in the wing with a mix of squadrons preparing to make the attack on the VSD. Many of the fighters were worn and dammaged from the battle but those who were left were staging in the rescesses of the asteroids.
"Quite a mess we got out here" Aslan said as he absentmindedly counted his wings.
"I see Ace, R2-vader.... is that a shuttle!?.......where's Tank and Goku?
R2-Vader answered the admirals question first.
"Goku is off-line. His ship was last seen on collision vector with an asteroid. Probablillity of survival 0%."
The cold emotionless sound of R2-Vaders vioce over the comm cut into Aslans very being.
"NO!" thought Aslan to him self
"He must have gotten out of that A-wing...But where did he go?"
"He's not dead" Broke in Tanks voice. "I'm not sure exactly where he wen't but he's close... a lot of things happening out here. he could be on the SSD, or he could be on that shuttle...but dead he ain't! Tank went silent for a bit, and then he came back. "but it sure feel's like he wishes he were dead!"
Ace came over the comm. "O.K. great Goku's still suckin air, now button up and lets get the plan in motion... I have the Incenorator on an attack vecor with the VSD's starboard side.....what now admiral?"
Feeling much relieved over Tanks reassurance about Goku's safty Aslan began.
"Tank, fall back with all ships having ION capabillity and follow us, Ace, Have TAU keep us covered while we make the direct assault on the VSD's shield generators, attack pattern "mynock". Give em all you got so that Tanks team can have a chance to ionize the VSD and WATCH OUT FOR THE HEAVY SUPORT FIRE OF THAT FRIGGET! Have several fighters keep the frigget busy and send the shuttle to a hyper point to draw off some of those fighters... maby they can get away and go for help.
"O.K. were goin in!" with that Aslan throttled up.
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A luetenant aproched Commander Heterly. "Sir, reports indicate that the remains of the new republic fighter groups have staged a massive strike force and all evedence indicates a direct assault on the Mauler is inevitable. More importantly the SSD has begun to move"
Heterly was startled at first by the latter report.
"Move!? In what direction?" he asked.
"In our direction sir."stated the leutenant matter of factly.
Having over heard this, Captain Phantiel interated.
"Have frigget lancer move ahead of us, closer to the asteroid field. If the rebles wish to attack us directly, they will have to run a gauntlet of heavy fire assisted by our fighters out flanking them."
The communications officer now interupts.
"Sir. The omnicron transport reports a completed docking operation."
Cpt.Phantiel (hands clasped behind his back)smiled looking back over his shoulder.
"Excelent, continue with the operation."
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D'orjahl, not wanting to take any chances, found some loose cable and effectivly hog tied the unconcious wookie where he lay.
"That'll do for now"
All over the chest of the wookie was hair, matted and sticky reaking of sweet smelling rootbeer syrup.
"What the hell is it about rootbeer!?" the old tech wondered.
He then made his way to the cockpit rubbing his burning eyes, and beagn to notice his nose running and itching..."ACHOO!!!....damn, that sneez again!"
As he entered the cockpit, he saw two wookies at the controles and imedidiatly fell back into the corridor behind him.
"Holy wooly attitudes! I've been invaded!"
All around the ship out side he could hear the quad-cannons plodding away at thier targets as the battle raged on until.
**WHAMM!!!**
The deflector shield alarm was sounding from inside the cockpit and was followed by the howls of rage as the wookies told the TIE fighters what they thought about them.
D'orjahl ran back to the enginering station and set to work on getting the shields back on line.
"AAHH....hhHHHAAAAAHHHCHOOOO!!!!... DAMNIT WHY NOW!!??
He raced over the controles and diagrams trying to locate the problem of the shields.
**BLAM!!!**
" GOT(*^%#*))(*&!!!!!!!!! DON'T YOU KNOW IT!!!??? NOW YOU GUYS GET GOOD!!!" he screamed waving his fist in the air at the unseen fighter pilots.
A new trouble light appeared on the console. "Oh no, no no noooNOOOOO!!!! they just lost cannon controle in the cockpit!"
About this time one of the pilot wookies emerged into the enginering station, looked down at his compadre tide up on the floor and back at D'orjahl.
By now D'orjahl had gone past scared and angry and figgured this was pretty much the end... the end of what he wasn't quite sure. But the end of just about everything and thus he had nothing to lose.
"YOU WANNA END UP LIKE HIM!?" He shouted pointing at the hog tied wookie.
"GET YER HAIRY CARCAS BACK IN THAT COCKPIT AND LET ME WORK!"
Ofcourse what D'orjahl hadn't realized, was that the wookie wasn't looking at D'orjahl, but at Goku who was right behind the old flight technitian. Goku was an induvidual whome the wookie feared very much and was as far as he was concerned the one who had tied up his wookie friend.
D'orjahl turned back to his work and just about junped out of his coveralls at the sight of Goku standing right next to him.
"YOU!! MULLET HEAD!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!?" D'orjahl yelled in surprise.
Now on the other hand all Goku saw was D'orjahl threatening a wookie with being over powered and tied up. And D'orjahl sounded like he was more than ready(and willing) to do it again.
"This is not the VSD.... where am I?" Goku asked somewhat bewildered.
"oh, you been in the rootbeer too eh?" asked D'orjahl. "I'm gonna have to try that stuff, it seems to work WONDERS for you people!" The flight tech turned back to the console.
"Look kid, i have work to do... you know....WORK!?" He said looking up away from the console at Goku. "This ship has problems and it would be realy good of you to get yer butt up in the turret and SHOOT AT THE FIGHTERS WHO ARE SHOOTING AT US!!!"
Goku still a bit confused... started to say something back, but then looked at the wookie on the deck. New plan: zap over to the VSD again.... but would he end up there?
Goku had to wonder about that for a bit. And just what did D'orjahl do to that wookie?
Goku made up his mind to go with the current situation... now would not be the time to find out just what got D'orjahl all worked up.
Goku turned and began a hasty trot to the gun turret. No sooner than he sat down than the shield system hummed back to life.
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Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.
Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.