"What the frell did you do to my rockets!?" Vako roared at the Weequay sitting in co-pilot chair. They had swooped down low enough for Vako to see the rockets move towards the target and several drift fiercely off target. In all of winged brigands experience that could only be the result of two things, poor maintenance or improper targeting.
... Except perhaps the magic of the force?...
Vako was not interested in entertaining that notion from the darker parts of his past. The Sith were dead, the Empire saw to that. Vako was very well informed and watched his holo-net news, so he knew that couldn't be possible.
Yes, it had to be his idiot crew.
Vako smacked his three fingered hand on the back of the Weequay. "When we get out of here, I'm pulling each of those rockets off your cut! You hear me!? I'll make you pay for every Imperial you didn't make dead today!"
Vako grabbed the handles in the cabin and peered through the viewport. The battle below was turning messy. From what he could tell the Empire had this well in hand. They're lines were easily denotated from their armor and steady advance. Their strafing had done very little.
Vako's listening nodes perked up, he heard a familiar and growing shriek. It was not followed by a pop or explosion of a projectile, it was something else. He looked around attempting to identify the sound until he found it. His eyes caught it, and seeing how the battle had been going he knew well that it was the Empire's response to him.
"Fighters!" Vako screamed over his comms to all LAATs "We've got fighters on us! Break off! Break Off!"
The LAATs were well armored, well able to handle light lasers... but concussions missiles and repulsor engines did not mix.
Vako heard the explosions hit several of his LAATs. Heard the lasers streak. Heard the shriek of the interceptors move through. Heard the dying of an LAAT outside of his own and the explosion of it crashing behind the lines.
"Back to the palace now!" Vako ordered his pilot. "Get low and away from this hellscape. We'll refit and get under the palace air defenses."
Vako had no idea how many of the gunships and crew he'd lost, but he knew that everyone on the ground would see the LAATs retreating after that hit, no matter how hard or soft it had landed.
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... Except perhaps the magic of the force?...
Vako was not interested in entertaining that notion from the darker parts of his past. The Sith were dead, the Empire saw to that. Vako was very well informed and watched his holo-net news, so he knew that couldn't be possible.
Yes, it had to be his idiot crew.
Vako smacked his three fingered hand on the back of the Weequay. "When we get out of here, I'm pulling each of those rockets off your cut! You hear me!? I'll make you pay for every Imperial you didn't make dead today!"
Vako grabbed the handles in the cabin and peered through the viewport. The battle below was turning messy. From what he could tell the Empire had this well in hand. They're lines were easily denotated from their armor and steady advance. Their strafing had done very little.
Vako's listening nodes perked up, he heard a familiar and growing shriek. It was not followed by a pop or explosion of a projectile, it was something else. He looked around attempting to identify the sound until he found it. His eyes caught it, and seeing how the battle had been going he knew well that it was the Empire's response to him.
"Fighters!" Vako screamed over his comms to all LAATs "We've got fighters on us! Break off! Break Off!"
The LAATs were well armored, well able to handle light lasers... but concussions missiles and repulsor engines did not mix.
Vako heard the explosions hit several of his LAATs. Heard the lasers streak. Heard the shriek of the interceptors move through. Heard the dying of an LAAT outside of his own and the explosion of it crashing behind the lines.
"Back to the palace now!" Vako ordered his pilot. "Get low and away from this hellscape. We'll refit and get under the palace air defenses."
Vako had no idea how many of the gunships and crew he'd lost, but he knew that everyone on the ground would see the LAATs retreating after that hit, no matter how hard or soft it had landed.
@Volene @Tic @Sreeya @GABA @Morse @Panda Hermit 98 @Fantasy Liver @Darasuum