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Blackbird Mission Brief:
"I have it on good authority that a ship leaving Malastare will be full of fuel and only got a small squad of 4 fighter protection. A CZ-100 Deep Space Patrol ship, so what you guys have to do is take the ship before it gets to the target location, heard it might be heading to Sith space so best to get to it before the Sith arrive with their weird space magic. But remember to be careful because one wrong hit and the whole operation goes BOOOOOOOOOM! Now not saying it will come out of your pay check but yea. This job is most important to keep the fleet moving because as you imagine pirates have a hard time getting fuel."
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Location: Deep space, not too far from Malastare.
Zogg sat back in his seat and tried to stretch his arms and shoulders as much as the cramped confines of the turret would allow him too. He had joined the Blackbirds not all that long ago because, for him at least, it was more fun the more people that were involved. Plus with more people and resources the missions got crazier and crazier, and the Blackbirds had their sights on big prizes. Though today's target wasn't storming a base or stealing a warship it was equally as important, after all every ship needs fuel otherwise it's just over-engineered junk. A hearty chuckle rumbled through his large frame as he gazed out among the stars.
The transport was outbound from Malastare toward Sith space, which is a multi jump journey even in the best of times, and this gave the pirates the opening they needed. They had set up along the most likely path their quarry would take, a common hyperspace transfer point not too far coreward of Malastare that had seen a battle in recent times. The scattered debris and larger pieces of hull floating in the void gave them good cover to sit and wait in ambush. A good plan, Zogg had to admit, but seeing as he was never really an accomplished pilot he had been stuck in the nose turret of a Quad-Wing Bomber...... which isn't exactly spacious. But at least the things were going to get flashy and fun soon.
" I hope so anyway." Zogg mumbled as his shoulders started to cramp again. As he stretched yet again he heard beeping from the cockpit above and behind him, and he quickly turned his attention to the gun's sensors. Five vessels had dropped out of hyperspace and were moving into position for another jump. There were four smaller signatures registering as fighter craft and one larger vessel, this must be their target. Zogg clipped on his com "Let's take those fighters out before they even know we're here." He said, barely containing a laugh. He flicked off his gun's safety lock as the bomber's engines began to roar to life. This was going to be fun.
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Location: Deep space, not too far from Malastare.
Zogg sat back in his seat and tried to stretch his arms and shoulders as much as the cramped confines of the turret would allow him too. He had joined the Blackbirds not all that long ago because, for him at least, it was more fun the more people that were involved. Plus with more people and resources the missions got crazier and crazier, and the Blackbirds had their sights on big prizes. Though today's target wasn't storming a base or stealing a warship it was equally as important, after all every ship needs fuel otherwise it's just over-engineered junk. A hearty chuckle rumbled through his large frame as he gazed out among the stars.
The transport was outbound from Malastare toward Sith space, which is a multi jump journey even in the best of times, and this gave the pirates the opening they needed. They had set up along the most likely path their quarry would take, a common hyperspace transfer point not too far coreward of Malastare that had seen a battle in recent times. The scattered debris and larger pieces of hull floating in the void gave them good cover to sit and wait in ambush. A good plan, Zogg had to admit, but seeing as he was never really an accomplished pilot he had been stuck in the nose turret of a Quad-Wing Bomber...... which isn't exactly spacious. But at least the things were going to get flashy and fun soon.
" I hope so anyway." Zogg mumbled as his shoulders started to cramp again. As he stretched yet again he heard beeping from the cockpit above and behind him, and he quickly turned his attention to the gun's sensors. Five vessels had dropped out of hyperspace and were moving into position for another jump. There were four smaller signatures registering as fighter craft and one larger vessel, this must be their target. Zogg clipped on his com "Let's take those fighters out before they even know we're here." He said, barely containing a laugh. He flicked off his gun's safety lock as the bomber's engines began to roar to life. This was going to be fun.
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