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REPORTING OFFICER: Colonel
Miles "Tails" Prower Commander's Discord:
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"We've finally made it. We're
done with IWATS." The two freshly minted sub-lieutenants
reclined in their bench seats aboard the shuttle that was
transporting them. "Why are they using a Taylander though? I'm sure I saw enough Lambdas to ferry everyone on Aurora Prime." "You know how it is." The shuttle pilot sighed. "Ever since what went down at the Assurian Halo, every Lambda's been pretty much tasked to hauling parts or personnel. You two are going to the Roost, right?" "Yeah, the Roost. Never heard of it though. What is it?" "Oh it's a MC40." "I thought MC40s were Mon Calamari cruisers." "Oh they are." The pilot glanced down at their board. "Whoa, hold up. Got about six bogies on my screen." "Bogies? Out here?!" The two sub-lieutenants looked at one another. "Yeah, six T-65B X-Wings. Uh-oh." The pilot turned his head, his masked face a black obelisk. "Hope you're buckled up, sub-lieutenants." Then there was a high-pitched trill of a missile lock warning. The pilot pulled back on the hyperspace control levers as the two officers felt like they were going to be smeared into their seats. "Did we lose them?" "Nope. But here's the Roost! We're gonna come in hot! Roost, this is Aurora Taxi. Need a bay pronto." "Request for landing clearance granted, Legion." At that point, the six X-Wings seemed to buzz the shuttle, appearing directly in front of the cockpit, looping around and flying right at them before buzzing them once more. The two-sublieutenants uttered very un-Imperial screams as the shuttle made it into hangar. The pilot unbuckled his safety belt and grabbed two space sickness bags. "Thank you for flying with Thunder Spacelines, now get off of my shuttle before you barf everywhere!" The two pilots staggered out of the shuttle and peered around. Then their jaws dropped as something just didn't seem right about the place. The shuttle seemed to lift off and leave quickly as six X-Wings began to land. The new pilots looked at one another. "Did he just ditch us with the Rebels?" "Then why haven't they shot at us or anything?" "What do you think we should do?" "Steal those and get the hell back to Imperial space." The pilots started to creep over to two X-Wings that were framed under lights. "Do you even know how to fly one of these things?! It's not like it's a TIE Interceptor." "Trust me, I know what I'm doing!" "Hey!" A voice bellowed out. "What are you doing with my X-Wing?" "Crap." Six X-Wing pilots, one of them distinctly an alien, an Amaran vulpinroid formed a circle around the X-Wing. "Eat Bantha dung, Rebel scum!" The first sub-lieutenant called out. The vulpine started to laugh, while the others followed suit. He clamped his hands on each of their shoulders. "Welcome to the Roost, pilots. We've been expecting you." "We're not defectors if that's what you're thinking!" The second sub-lieutenant grumbled. "Well of course not. We're all loyal subjects of the Emperor's Hammer here." The fox raised his ears. "No one told you?" "Told us what?!" "You're attached to the Infilitrator Wing now. We're all Imperial. We fly Rebel craft for infiltration purposes. Sow dissent and confusion in the Rebel ranks." "Oh! Well, that makes sense then." "As for us, you're in our squadron. Welcome to Eagle Squadron. I'm Colonel Miles Prower, your CO." "You're our CO?!" "Uh-" "Go ahead sub-lieutenant." "Well, apologies for telling you to eat bantha dung, sir." "Don't worry about it. And no matter what Raven Squadron might tell you, I don't eat porgs or sub-lieutenants." "So then, Colonel-" "Yes?" "Who was that shuttle pilot?" "Did he give you space sickness bags?" "Uh-huh." "Ah, that was Legion." -- With that, a warm welcome to our new pilots! Sub-Lieutenants DarkTank99 and Super! Also atop of that, Lieutenant Jospence got himself a promotion to Lieutenant Commander and a Commendation of Bravery! The March 2023 MSEs were submitted up to the brass on 1 April. At this point I'm just waiting for their feedback. Eagle Maintenance Mania Question 9's answer was 'Krupx MG7 Proton Torpedo Launcher'. But I also accepted 'Missile Launcher', 'Torpedo Launcher' 'Warhead Launcher' and variants thereof. It shoots the big explodey thingy! Now for results:
Right now we have CPT Xylo Pethtel in 1st with 13 points and CPT SirCaleb in 2nd with 7 points. Onwards to Question 9! Here is your part. What is it? Question 10 starts accepting submissions here at 00:00 GMT on 9 April 2023 until 23:59 GMT on 15 April 2023 |
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Flight I (X-Wing) "Shadow
Flight" The Eyes of the Eagle
Flight II (X-Wing) "Nova Flight" The Heart of the Eagle
Flight III (X-Wing) - "Talon Flight" The Talons of the Eagle
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