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Lincoln stepped into the turbolift with Dr. Anne; the door closed and the lift went up. Lincoln couldn't help but be nervous as he is about to meet a general of a army, it's a first for him as back on Earth he only seen commanders or officers during the Empire's occupation.

Anne takes notice of Lincoln's nervousness, she gently places her hand on Lincoln's shoulder, he looked up at her as she gives him a gentle smile. "Feeling nervous?"

Lincoln nodded his head, "Yeah, to be honest this is the first time I actually get to talk to a general. The only generals I met were in my video games."

"Hey," Anne reassured, "The general may seem tough, but he's a good man. He saved a lot of people at the battle near Utapau."

The turbolift stops and opens up revealing the busy bridge of the Savior; Lincoln looked around in amazement, from the crew working on consoles, to the view ports of space with starfighter patrols flying by. The main thing that caught his attention is the holotable that is projecting the entire system in a 3D map, in front of the holotable is a man with his hands held behind his back.

Anne clears her throat to address him, "General"

The general turned to face her, "Doctor" His eyes lock onto Lincoln, he lets up a smile. "You must be the mysterious kid we rescued."

"Yes sir." Lincoln quickly answered, he felt extremely nervous in front of the general, he knew he should show respect to a military figure but he couldn't help it. Lincoln could feel sweat form, his stomach felt like there were butterflies in it, he could feel his legs shake. Lincoln honestly felt embarrassed for how he felt in front of the general.

General Brock looked down at him with a critical eye, he could clearly see that the kid was nervous upon meeting him, which is understandable as this is his first time aboard a military ship, plus with his planet under imperial rule he probably has trust issues of other galaxies militaries. Knowing he had to calm the kid down, Brock releases a smile and a small salute. "Be at ease kid, your welcome here."

Lincoln lets out a big breath before returning a small smile to Brock, "Thanks General." Lincoln goes silent for a bit before continuing, "So, what did you want to see me for?"

Brock rejoined his hands behind his back, "Just some questions about your planet."

"Oh okay, I can give you the best answers I can."

"Alright, so how's life on your planet?"

"Well Earth is a nice planet filled with all shorts of amazing things like the Eiffel tower, Great Wall of China, the Statue of Liberty, as well as some natural things. We got nice animals and people; overall it's a nice little planet."

General Brock let the information sink in before continuing on with the questions. "When did the Empire come to your world?"

"About a couple months ago." The memories of those awful months refilled his mind, the images of the war torn DC on the TV, the sounds of the first imperial ships entering the skies above Royal Woods, then the feeling of terror as stormtrooper patrols passed by his house. "They came without warning and wiped out all of our militaries, after that they took over our planet." Lincoln lets out a low sigh.

"In my town they've build a station and a prison where my sister Lynn is most likely in."

"Sorry about that kid." Brock exclaimed with sympathy.

"Now can I ask you a question?" Lincoln asked.

"Sure"

"What is this group?

"We are Fire Squad, we are part of the Rebellion to restore the Republic."

"The Rebellion." Lincoln heard about the Rebel Alliance through the imperial teachings in school, saying how they're a bunch of terrorists who want to disrupt the Empire's order of their galaxy. Apparently a imperial fleet led by Darth Vader had weakened it after a great victory on Hoth.

Brock had noticed the tone in the kid's voice."I taken you've heard of us."

Lincoln nodded again, "Through their teachings; they say you're terrorists."

Brock barely had the restraint to roll his eyes from that comment; of course the Empire would say that they were terrorists when the Empire had built a planet killing weapon and done so many atrocious deeds across the galaxy. "I assure you we aren't terrorists, if anyone's a terrorist it's the emperor and his army of thugs."

"We were formed to take down the Empire, and bring back freedom and peace. Why if it weren't for the victory at Yavin the Death Star would still exists and many planets would've suffered the same fate as my home planet Alderaan."

"What's the Death Star?" Lincoln asked, he had never heard of a Death Star through the Empire's teaching.

"The Death Star was a moon sized battle station, it was heavily armored with the power to destroy entire planets in a single blast; which is what happened to my home planet."

Lincoln could practically feel his eyes bulge open from that information. "They really build something like that?"

Brock nodded grimly, memories of his planet destruction came to him. "I saw it happen."

Lincoln placed his hand on his forehead. "Oh man, that must've been horrible."

"It was, luckily the Death Star was destroyed and now other planets will not have to live in fear of being destroyed by that battle station of terror."

"How was it destroyed?"

"A few days before the destruction of Alderaan; a group of rebels led by Jynn Erso, had manage to steal the plans to the Death Star on Scarif. After the destruction of Alderaan the plans were delivered at Yavin 4 by Princess Leia, after analyzing the plans a group of rebel starfighters went on the assault; the battle was fierce, but then commander Skywalker had manage to make the fatal shot, plus destroying the Death Star."

Lincoln is speechless for the moment, he is really glad that planet killing weapon was gone as he can only imagine the panic he and everyone else would feel if they ever saw that thing in their skies. Soon another question came to Lincoln's mind, a very important question. "So what are you planning to do with me?"

"That's a good question. To be honest your a surprise as we were supposed to find a place to set up a base to replace the one we lost on Hoth."

An idea slowly came to Lincoln, he is nervous to speak about it to the general. "Permission to speak?"

"Granted"

"I know it's not my saying, but perhaps you can help me reclaim my planet, or perhaps my town."

Brock let himself process Lincoln's idea before replying. "Whoa there kid, we just can't go and assault an imperial ruled world. We gotta know the defenses they have, gotta have permission from command, and we gotta stick to our mission."

"But this could help your mission." Lincoln countered.

Brock raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"My galaxy has a lot of planets, since your galaxy doesn't know a lot about our galaxy, you can find a perfect base without the threat of the Empire finding you."

"Well that would help with a new base, but I'm not sure if we can pull out an assault."

Lincoln now looked at him with plea. "You gotta help me! My sister is in prison because of them! We lived in fear! I was nearly killed! Please you just got to help free my planet!" The bridge went silent, everyone ranging from crew to some droids looked over at him. Feeling both embarrassed and anxiety Lincoln quickly left the bridge, leaving the crew to stand there for a moment feeling bad for the boy before returning to work.

Feeling really sorry for her patient Anne turned to the Brock who also felt sorry for the kid. "You sure we can't help free his planet?"

Brock let out a sigh, "I wish we could, but we just don't know their defenses, they could rip us apart before we could shoot out a iron cannon bomb. If we knew about the defenses then we might have a chance."

Anne came up with a thought, "I think I know where we can get some information of the imperial defenses." Anne pushed some buttons, a image of a space station appeared above the holotable. "The imperial storage station above the star Cal-Five."

Brock stared at the image, that station was the only imperial storage station that was built closely to a large star, the defenses were minimal with a few turbolasers and three Tie patrols, he figured that the Empire didn't have that much vital information to worry about. "What makes you think they have something on Earth?"

Anne zoomed in on the station. "The kid's planet probably isn't that important to the Empire since it's far from the Core World's, and in another galaxy. The station may also be close enough to pick up transmissions from the planet."

"What do you suggest?" Brock asked.

"We can send a infiltration team to find information on the defenses of Earth, and after they got something we can pick them up before the imperials can call in any reinforcements."

"And how can they get this information?"

Anne points at a section in the middle of the station, "Here in the information deck."

Together the two looked at the different paths that would lead to the information deck. Brock wasn't sure if this was a good idea, after all what if Earth's defenses weren't even there; they could loose lives and resources for nothing and Brock didn't want that to happen. However the look on the kid's face before he left the bridge came to him, it reminded him on how he felt when his home got taken away by the Empire.

Brock made a decision, "Alright will try it." Brock then turned to address an officer to bring in the best infiltration team.

The imperial cargo shuttle came in for landing on the small imperial outpost in Kenya Africa. The cargo shuttle is delivering some extra weapons for the outpost, stormtroopers stood guard near the landing platform awaiting for the delivery.

Meanwhile two stormtroopers stood guard at the entrance not very interested. Life at the outpost was quite dull, the only thing that the troopers had to worry about were the wildlife, just last week they had to fight off a lion that was looking for a easy trooper to eat.

"So the new weapons have arrived." The trooper on the right stated.

"Yeah, about time." The other trooper replied.

The troopers go silent and proceeded to look at the vast African wilderness, the trooper on the right then heard a silent humming, he turns to his comrade. "What are you doing?"

"Sorry I got this song stuck in my head. These Earth people may be primitive but they do make good programs."

"Like what?"

"I believe it's called anime." The neck of the trooper suddenly released a spray of blood, he slumped to the ground shortly afterwards, his comrade in panic quickly turned forward with his blaster held out. "Who's out there!"

He then grabbed his neck which now also sprayed out blood, then fell to the ground lifeless. From the tall bushes a Free Earth sniper slowly rose up, he waved his arm forward signaling the cost is clear. A group of Free Earth troopers rushed forward to the entrance, they all go against the wall not looking at the two dead troopers however two british troopers picked up their blasters.

An Iraq solider peeked into the doorway, seeing no one he signals the rest to follow him in. The group slowly made their way to the back where they laid eyes on the landing platform. The cargo shuttle's ramp is lowered, the pilot of the shuttle brought down the crate of weapons towards the stormtrooper commander.

As the two talked a american solider clipped off two grenades and rolled them out to the landing platform, the grenades rolled over to a stop behind a couple of stormtroopers. They explode causing them to fly forward, the Free Earth troopers rush out amongst the confusion firing away with their weapons along with the blasters that the british troopers stole. When the sounds of guns and blasters creased the landing platform is littered with dead stormtroopers and the shuttle pilot.

The Free Earth troopers had a clean victory as they had successfully secured the landing platform without a casualty, but most importantly they got the weapons. An american solider pulled up his walkie talkie, "General we've got the weapons."

"Excellent! Now bring them back to base post haste!"

Together the group carried the crate out of the outpost all the way to a nearby army truck. They've could've taken the shuttle, but the problem was none of them knew how to fly, especially an imperial ship. Anyway with their prize safely secured in the back, they drive out into the night.