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DESCRIPTION: STAR WARS
DESCRIPTION: Sim 1: "You can't wait 30 minutes"
DESCRIPTION: New republic intelligence agents, in a joint effort with NR covert operations commandos, have infiltrated a remote imperial communications relay outpost on the sparse woodland world of Arcsidian VII. Having obtained vital information on Warlord Marobis's activities in this sector, the boys on the ground are ready to go home. Unfortunately, their extraction has not gone as expected. Their cover is blown, and the commandos face heavy opposition on the ground, forcing them to seek cover in the hills south of the Imperial outpost. With the commando's landing craft destroyed second!s into the attack, the team stands little chance of survival without some help. In an effort to retrieve the pinned-down commandos and the vital intelligence data they carry, a rescue team led by Wraith Squadron, with the Rogues providing air support, is deployed.....
DESCRIPTION: ::In orbit above Arcsidian VII - A NR frigate hovers over the planet. assault shuttles, LC's, and wings of fighter craft begin to mobilize - the assault shuttles will serve as surveillance birds and hover in low orbit over the target area. a pair of LCs carry the wraiths and support personell, while a handful of SSTs take up holding patterns to provide ground support and sniper cover - the group's fighter cover is made up of Rogue squadron and Hammer Squadron. Hammer squadron takes the outer defense zone to maintain air superiority while the Rogues have the inner zone to provide close air support for the LCs ((Landing Craft))::
DESCRIPTION: ::incoming message from the frigate, command ship:: C>Okay we have about 1 hour to conduct this rescue and get out before reincorcements from outside arrive::
DESCRIPTION: C> This is Hammer leader. We're moving in to take up air superiority over the outer defense zone.
DESCRIPTION: C> Copy that, Hammer leader
DESCRIPTION: ::Shiney new E-wing starfighters streak forward on descent to the planet::
DESCRIPTION: C> This is Eagle-Eye 1, We have confirmation of Imperial opposition. Three wings of TIE-Fighters in the air, one wing of Assault gunboats. - unknown number of AT-STs !and tank droids on the ground, trying to confirm. over
Hobbie Klivian: C> Rogue Lead acknowledges.
Hobbie Klivian: -=switches over to squad lein=- C> Come on guys, let's make sure the others get to see their families again.
DESCRIPTION: C>LCs and support craft are cleared to proceed
Gavin Darklighter: C> Roger that lead
Wes Janson: C> -=obvious fake snoring can be heard=-
Hobbie Klivian: C> Nap time's over, Five... get with the programme
DESCRIPTION: C>Rogue Leader this is Commander Gateson ::from the command ship::
Hobbie Klivian: C> This is Rogue lead - what's the status?
DESCRIPTION: C>move in and engage armor on the ground, or the LCs will be cut to ribbons before they land
Hobbie Klivian: C> !Acknowledged.
DESCRIPTION: C> you're cleared to go. Commander Gateson out.
Hobbie Klivian: -=zips out and angles toward the planet=- Rogues, on me.
Mike Ngo: ::he flexes his gloved hands and gets hold of his x-wings controls ::takes up formation::
Gavin Darklighter: :: ready to go, he nudges the controls a bit and gets information behind the lead:: ::gets on Lead's wing::
DESCRIPTION: C> This is Eagle-Eye 2. we have confirmation of 3 AT-STs and 5 Tank Droids on the ground towards the designated landing zone for the LCsC>2 at-sts and 2 tank droids are moving to the designated landing zone of the LCs, the others anre engaging the commandos::
Hobbie Klivian: C> Acknowledged, Eagle-eye two. We're on it.
Wes Janson: -=closes in formation, checking scanners again=-
Gavin Darklighter: C> I got your wing lead
Hobbie Klivian: C> alright boys - let's go blow something up before we lose our minds.
Gavin Darklighter: C> ::chuckles:: Roger that
Hobbie Klivian: C> Aquire targets at convenience. -=starts angling in toward the lead ATST, knmowing gavin'll follow=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::follows Hobbie, checking scaners:: C> All clear from behind
Wes Janson: C>Fel, you want to lead this dance or follow?
Mike Ngo: C>This is Nine, requesting permission to begin strafing runs on the Imperial metal engaging the commando team, Over.
Hobbie Klivian: -=divebombs the first ATST and stitches it with laser fire=- C> have fun, Nine. Try to come bak in one piece
Jagged Fel: C> I'm your wing 5
Gavin Darklighter: :: sets up to follow Hobs, with lasers::
Mike Ngo: ::he peels off away from the group::
Hobbie Klivian: -=lances the ATST, with two shots going straight into the neck - banks around letting gavin have a go at it=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::sets up the aim and fires::
DESCRIPTION: ::Gavin's AT-ST takes laser fire, clipping the knee-joint and toppling over::
Hobbie Klivian: C> good job, shall we go after the next one? -=starts heading toward the next-=
Gavin Darklighter: C> We shall,
DESCRIPTION: ::one of the Tank Driods swivel its blaster cannon towards one of the rogues, starts to fire
Gavin Darklighter: ::he pulls out of the dive, following Hobs::
Hobbie Klivian: -=is heading toward the second ATST=- -=opens fire=-
DESCRIPTION: ::tank droid fire rakes close to hobbie and gavin's fighters but does not hit::
Gavin Darklighter: ::following Hobbie, as he aims ::
Hobbie Klivian: -=jinks and stuff=-
Gavin Darklighter: :: jinks as he fires::
DESCRIPTION: ::2 tank droids are at the LC landing zone::
Entom Olrac ::The Quarren known as Entom Olrac or Rogue 10 nervously played at the controls of his X-Wing in silence, he knew everything was in the green but he had to be sure one more time.::
Hobbie Klivian: -=Two shots hit the ATST=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::two more shots hit, but the third went wide::
Jagged Fel: -=banks and dives towards the tanks=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=banks around and aims for the neck.... REALLY wants a big explosio= Mike Ngo: ::his and Olrac's starfighters screams toward the remaining armor elements that are pinning down the commando team::
Gavin Darklighter: :: banks, as he follows, wanting to get a cleaner shot::
Hobbie Klivian: -=two shots hit, one cleanly severing a fuel line, and BOOM=- -=smiles=-
Entom Olrac ::His barbels where human lips would be twitched as mumbled to himself in a very low tone.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::one shot hits, after the explosion, as he hi-tails it out, before getting toasted::
Hobbie Klivian: C> Finish him off, two
Jagged Fel: -=angles his fighter downard at one of the tanks=-
Gavin Darklighter: C> roger :: banks donw again and fires, ::
Mike Ngo: C>Rogue 10, take right wing. begin straphing the targets on my mark... ::as their fighters roar in for the first pass::
Hobbie Klivian: -=takes a slow curve around and keeps an eye on Gavin's tail as he works his Tatooinian magick=-
Jagged Fel: -=Squeezes the trigger and sends off three quad bursts=-
Entom Olrac ::He double clicked on the com unit acknowledging the order. He drifted towards the right wing as he watched the target brackets.::
Wes Janson: -=follows Fel in, squezzing off a few shots of his own=-
Gavin Darklighter: :: going a bit low on the second run, he feels his ship jolt from the interexplosions :: C> finished off lead
DESCRIPTION: ::the NR landing crafts start to move in to land, SSTs begin taking up holding patterns around the landing site::
Jagged Fel: -=his first and last shots hit its armor plating but his middle bust hits between the plating=-
Gavin Darklighter: C> "Got a little cooked, but I'm ok"
DESCRIPTION: ::the second tank droid swivels its blaster cannon towards Fel's passing fighter......:: ::the droid misses by a large margin::
Hobbie Klivian: C> we'll get you some butter. Wwe've got one more to go, then we can give the other's a hand.... I want you to follow me in, fire as soon as I come up, we'll hit him at pretty well the same time. -=angles in toward the final A!TST=-
Jagged Fel: -=pulls up and fires his thrusters away from the other tank=-
Wes Janson: -=his first shot goes high, second hits and the third sends up dirt fomr the groud=-
Gavin Darklighter: c> roger, can we make it margerin?
Hobbie Klivian: C> does it go well with barbecue sauce? let's go.
Gavin Darklighter: ::follows Hobs as they head toward the last ATST, comming up on his left::
Hobbie Klivian: -=angles in and begins to fire before he pulls up suddenly-=
Entom Olrac ::His gloved hands were in a death lock as he waited for the order to start straffing the targets.:: Gavin Darklighter: C> not sure we'll have to try it ::he fires along with Hobs::
Hobbie Klivian: -=five shots go in, two legs damaged, the rest down the joint of neck..... makes a pretty explosion and Hobbie allows himself a small smile=-
Gavin Darklighter: C> shall we go dance again?
Mike Ngo: ::closes in towards the 2 AT-STs and 3 Tank droids flanking the commandos:: C>Fire ::loosens up with his x-wing's laser cannons::
Hobbie Klivian: C> do *you* wanna rain on Fel and Janson's parade?
Entom Olrac ::As if he let out a breath he hits the button releasing blast after blast towards the AT-STs::
Hobbie Klivian: C> We'll fly cover, help anyone if they need it. Gavin Darklighter: C> Roger
Wes Janson: C> What next, Jag?
Gavin Darklighter: ::follows Hobbie, up, scanning the area for enemy fighters::
Entom Olrac ::He watches as two shots hit the target dead on while one blast strays off. He wasn't perfect that was for sure.::
Hobbie Klivian: C> *sighs* it's a shame, you've forgotten my name already... *chuckles* *angles in a holding pattern of sorts between wes and jag , mike and Etnom*
Mike Ngo: ::one of the AT-STs spark up from the laser fire as 9 and 10's fighters pass::
Entom Olrac ::His barbels quivered again didn't they realize that they were in the middle of a battle? They had no time for real remarks.::
Gavin Darklighter: C> me?
DESCRIPTION: ::the LCs land and the rescue team starts moving out::
Gavin Darklighter: :: not sure who Hobbie was talking too::
DESCRIPTION: ::a SST providing sniper cover barely dodges missiles coming from the ground, the craft circles around and lances out sniper fire::
DESCRIPTION: C> This is Patriarch 3, man portable SAMs ((Surface-to-air missiles)) on the ground, repeat, man portable SAMs on the ground
DESCRIPTION: C>Eagle-Eye 1 to starfighter craft, suggest you stay about 250 meters as much as possible to avoid SAM threat Over
Hobbie Klivian: C> Acknowledged.
Hobbie Klivian: C> Rogues, you heard the Double E-1
Gavin Darklighter: C> Hey lead what now?
Mike Ngo: ::he looks at his current altitude:: sith..... 10! pull up! pull up now!!!!
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks in the direction of nine and ten=-
Jagged Fel: -=has gate mark the location of the portable sams=-
Entom Olrac ::He blinks as he tries to pull up using his stick.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks over ten and nine::
DESCRIPTION: ::missiles streak upward towards the 2 fighters::
Hobbie Klivian: C> NINE , TEN - GET OUT OF THERE NOW!!!!
Gavin Darklighter: C> lead whats our range from 9 and 10 and our range from the missle?
Jagged Fel: -=watches bright fla!shes streak up from the ground=-
Hobbie Klivian: C> I don't know, but let's go see if we can't swat those hornets down.
DESCRIPTION: ::2 missiles streak towards rogue 10::
Gavin Darklighter: :: he banked to get a view of the missle trying to get a lock::
Hobbie Klivian: -=swoops out toward nine and ten, praying he gets there in some sort of time=-
Gavin Darklighter: C> negative lead u go... ::getting a loch he fires
Entom Olrac ::One after another hits the tail end of the ship, he isn't even able to get a death yell into the comlink as the ship is thrashed and he is vaped.::
SldrGIRL9!9: blast!
Jagged Fel: -=dives his fighter to the ground=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=barely hears gavin as he slams a fist into his control pannel with anger=- sithspawn!
Mike Ngo: C> 10 is down, Rogue 10 is down ::the strain in his voice can be heard over the comm
Entom Olrac ::The remains of the ship going spinning and crash into a bunch of trees.::
Gavin Darklighter: ::two lazers hit one missle::
Hobbie Klivian: -=finally gets there but is too late....=- C> Nine, come with me back to the rest....
Wes Janson: -=stays on Jagged's wing=- C> Trying to dance with death, Fel?
Gavin Darklighter: C> lead I'm going to check on 10
Jagged Fel: C> As long as it doesn't lead.
Mike Ngo: ::his fighter chears 250 meters, a single missile still tracking his fighter
Hobbie Klivian: -=has Crash scan the wreakage=- C> Negative Two..... nobody's there to check up on -=voice hitches=-
Wes Janson: C> Copy that. Death tends to step on my toes alot when we dance, but I'm your wing.
Gavin Darklighter: ::banks and then dives toward 10's crash site, bringing shield fore and aft:: ::he banked before hearing lead::
Jagged Fel: -=checks his scanners seeing that his fighter is 5 meters off of the ground=-
Hobbie Klivian: Cpvtgavin> Two, get your arse back here! -=yells into ship to ship comlink=-
Mike Ngo: ::pulls an s-loop with his fighter to try to evade!::
Wes Janson: C> Oh, look at those people on the ground... they look like ants... wait, they are ants...
Gavin Darklighter: C> Lead I'm almost there ::shuts down him comlink, as he reaches the site::
Hobbie Klivian: -=hits knee with fist again=-
Jagged Fel: C> Get ready to rise over the trees and pour fire into the portable sams
Wes Janson: -=gets torps locked and loaded, ready for instant firing=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=grumbles to himself something about nobody listens to the ralltiirian=-
Mike Ngo: ::evades the missile as it runs out of fuel::
Col Jagg!ed Fel: -=Switches to torps=-
Wes Janson: C> Ready and waiting, kiddo.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he sees 10....::
Imps: General Vellix: ::He frowned as he sat in his command chair he watched as these Rogues were tearing his forces apart.::
Jagged Fel: C> On my mark pull up for 2 counts then cut throttle and dive. Fire both torps and get out of there.
Hobbie Klivian: -=tries to cover distance between nine and two so he has equal chance of being there..... is at a loss and wonders what Wedge would do, knowing Wedge would be much better at this=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::checks his scanners::
DESCRIPTION: C>Hammer 4 to Rogues, some fighter craft slipped the outer defense zone and are closing in on your positions. over
Gavin Darklighter: C> damn it!
Wes Janson: C> Copy. up, dive, shoot, run. And you're coming, right?
Imps: ::His men had gotten lucky by taking out one of they're craft but it wasn't enough.::
Gavin Darklighter: :: he rolls up, and heads toward the others::
Jagged Fel: -=trees approach giving him no time to respond=- C> 3, 2, 1 mark!
DESCRIPTION: C>eagle-eye 2, confirmed. 3 TIE-Bombers, 3 intereceptors
Hobbie Klivian: C> Rogues, these imps are shooting fish in a barrel... and we're the fish. Keep your eyes skinned
Gavin Darklighter: C> roger
=======PAUSE=========
