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The Admiral stared into the holotank. Fighters. Fools. They would have to pass the minefield first. That would thin numbers.
''Disgorge fighters. Tell fighter-bomber wings to enter the standby phase.''
Clouds of figters swept from a multitude of hanger bays in the fleet. They waited behind the minefields obscuring the Taung fighters. Any that got through the fatal maze would be shot down with sheer weight of firepower.
''Disgorge fighters. Tell fighter-bomber wings to enter the standby phase.''
Clouds of figters swept from a multitude of hanger bays in the fleet. They waited behind the minefields obscuring the Taung fighters. Any that got through the fatal maze would be shot down with sheer weight of firepower.