While the rest of the Knights of Ren were on the ground burning processing plants to the ground and poisoning fields, Adenn Ren decided to ensure Ukio's recovery efforts were set back by years rather than a few weeks to months. His personal TIE Murmur burst through the clouds hanging in the planet's upper atmosphere and the astromech droid behind him whirred something in Binary that made him switch his weapons over to hot.
"I see it," Ren said.
Absalom Station—Ukio's main floating grain elevator and shipping depot—was a fairly easy target, all things considered. The main hub looked like a space station-sized replica of an R2-unit's circular head. Beneath it, looking like fuel cells arranged in a circle, where the silos storing grain waiting for transportation to the Core Worlds. Enclosed weighbridges stretched out from the main hub, connecting it to a small landing pad, which was only large enough to host a transporting freighter and a few spare escort fighters. And speaking of those fighters...
BG-12 whirred something else in Binary about the same time that Adenn's ship began to bleep loudly in warning. He switched on his comms and said to his wing mate, "Y-wings. Three of them out of the main hub."
To be specific, they were a trio of blue, aged BNG Y-Wing patrol/recon fighters. Adenn was vaguely aware of their specs. Heavy armor. Medium shields. A collage of medium and light laser cannons. But slower than his TIE, and not nearly as maneuverable.
"Follow my lead," he said into the comm as the first spray of red laser cannon fire exploded outside his cockpit.
He pulled the stick of his fighter to the right, rolling his TIE so that it was vertical and knifed through the space between two of the three fighters. @Wit
