Kyle looked over his shoulder to see both Beduch and Duke covering his
retreat. He made his way to a door, and pulled the manual release lever.
Just as Kyle ran into the Imperial customs room, two Imperial commandoes
armed themselves with a blaster rifle that was placed on a shelf on the far
wall. With two well-placed shots, Kyle made them fall to the ground; both
of them got one last shot off that pounded into the ceiling. The Rebels
joined him, and grabbed the weapons from the shelf and downed Imperials,
saying to themselves, "These might come in handy."
Kyle nodded, and hissed through clenched teeth, "Hurry it up! We need to get to that shuttle before any reinforcements are contacted!"
"Sir," Duke said, "We should knock out their power generator, making it easier to get through this place undetected and so they can't contact any Imperial fleets."
Kyle nodded, and threw them two of five battery charges from his pouch located on his hip, "I figured we might need these. Do it, I'll locate the shuttle."
Kyle held a stolen Imperial blaster rifle in both hands, and he was ready to use it. He put his hand out to a palm-scanner, and the door before him peeled away to reveal a Trandoshan armed with a concussion rifle standing alone in a small corridor. With out a moment's hesitation, Kyle rolled away from the super deadly blue rings that protruded from the long barrel of the Trandoshan's weapon and splashed out in flames upon impact with the door that Kyle had just come through. Kyle aimed the rifle he had at the reptilian creature, and fired a round into it, and listened to it groan in pain. It hunched over, cradled its wound. Taking advantage of the alien's delay, Kyle pounded the butt of the rifle into the Trandoshans spine. Its spine now broken, the Trandoshan fell over dead. Just as Kyle threw the Imperial rifle aside to replace it with the dead alien's Stouker Concussion Rifle, the fluorescent lights above him went dead, and all the counsels in the room went blank. He grabbed his comlink from a pouch, "Well done. Move with stealth and get to the control room. I'll be waiting for you both."
"Yes, Commander Katarn," they said in unison. Kyle put the comlink back into its proper place, and pulled a glow stick from another pouch. The room was illuminated with a dim, but satisfactory glow. Soon after finding the door to the control room, Kyle pulled the manual release lever, but the door was locked.
The panels that surrounded the door started to blink red, and Kyle knew he must find the red key to open the door. He turned around and opened a small compartment, and found the key concealed in a glass case. Kyle groaned in frustration, and hammered the stock of the newest weapon of his arsenal into the glass surface. The glass shattered into pieces, and Kyle grabbed the key just as Beduch and Duke who had just put out the power walked in. Kyle plugged the key into a small activation socket, and the door slid open, "Just in time, boys."
The control room was small, and had a transparisteel window that overlooked a hangar filled with rows and rows of white plastoid armored stormtroopers. Kyle swallowed hard, and then turned to the Rebels that breathed down his neck, "Listen. I'm going to need you two to get down there, and order those stormtroopers to neutralize an intruder down in the power control room. After you do so, secure that shuttle, and wait for me to join you. We have to act fast, before an auxiliary power generator 1is restored. If it is, those stormtroopers will come here ready to use their weapons."
Duke nodded, and left the room, followed by Beduch. Kyle watched out the window, and saw them point to a door at the far end of the hangar, and the stormtroopers marched over there, leaving the hangar. Kyle tightened his grip on his concussion rifle, and ran down the stairwell into the hangar. Just as he ran up the landing ramp of Shuttle AA-16, the lights and power of the hangar came to life, the stormtroopers returned, spotting them immediately. Kyle cupped his hands around his mouth, "Let's get out of here!"
Kyle threw himself against the hull of the Imperial shuttle, and let the Rebel pilots get in. Red blaster bolts exited the barrels of the Imperial stormtroopers' rifles, leaving black carbon scores on the dull gray plating of the ship. Throwing themselves into the luxurious black pilot and co- pilot seats, Beduch and Duke began their work of hot-wiring the Imperial shuttle. Duke pried a plate off that concealed the starter wires, but before Beduch could start to reconnect any of the wires, they both realized that they were all the same dull gray color, "Blast it! Commander, the Imps have improved their security protocol. With those stormtroopers closing in, the odds of them hitting the exhaust gets better with each step they take!"
The stormtroopers came near them, taking turns firing their blasters at the shuttle which was just moments from being stolen. Kyle took aim at one of the troopers, and tightened the trigger of the concussion rifle. A bolt of energy came from the barrel, and the force of it threw Kyle onto his back.
"Got it!" Beduch screamed aloud. Kyle shook the dizziness from his head, and took out his last three battery charges and set them to detonate in five standard minutes. After he had done so, the agent of the Alliance crawled up the ramp of the shuttle, which was already closing. He turned to see the majority of the stormtroopers dead, killed from the burst that the Trandoshan weapon had caused. He saw the landing gear recede into the ship, and threw himself behind the pilot and co-pilot's seats. They exited the hangar, and the wings opened to their full position. He nodded, "Lets get out of here."
Kyle nodded, and hissed through clenched teeth, "Hurry it up! We need to get to that shuttle before any reinforcements are contacted!"
"Sir," Duke said, "We should knock out their power generator, making it easier to get through this place undetected and so they can't contact any Imperial fleets."
Kyle nodded, and threw them two of five battery charges from his pouch located on his hip, "I figured we might need these. Do it, I'll locate the shuttle."
Kyle held a stolen Imperial blaster rifle in both hands, and he was ready to use it. He put his hand out to a palm-scanner, and the door before him peeled away to reveal a Trandoshan armed with a concussion rifle standing alone in a small corridor. With out a moment's hesitation, Kyle rolled away from the super deadly blue rings that protruded from the long barrel of the Trandoshan's weapon and splashed out in flames upon impact with the door that Kyle had just come through. Kyle aimed the rifle he had at the reptilian creature, and fired a round into it, and listened to it groan in pain. It hunched over, cradled its wound. Taking advantage of the alien's delay, Kyle pounded the butt of the rifle into the Trandoshans spine. Its spine now broken, the Trandoshan fell over dead. Just as Kyle threw the Imperial rifle aside to replace it with the dead alien's Stouker Concussion Rifle, the fluorescent lights above him went dead, and all the counsels in the room went blank. He grabbed his comlink from a pouch, "Well done. Move with stealth and get to the control room. I'll be waiting for you both."
"Yes, Commander Katarn," they said in unison. Kyle put the comlink back into its proper place, and pulled a glow stick from another pouch. The room was illuminated with a dim, but satisfactory glow. Soon after finding the door to the control room, Kyle pulled the manual release lever, but the door was locked.
The panels that surrounded the door started to blink red, and Kyle knew he must find the red key to open the door. He turned around and opened a small compartment, and found the key concealed in a glass case. Kyle groaned in frustration, and hammered the stock of the newest weapon of his arsenal into the glass surface. The glass shattered into pieces, and Kyle grabbed the key just as Beduch and Duke who had just put out the power walked in. Kyle plugged the key into a small activation socket, and the door slid open, "Just in time, boys."
The control room was small, and had a transparisteel window that overlooked a hangar filled with rows and rows of white plastoid armored stormtroopers. Kyle swallowed hard, and then turned to the Rebels that breathed down his neck, "Listen. I'm going to need you two to get down there, and order those stormtroopers to neutralize an intruder down in the power control room. After you do so, secure that shuttle, and wait for me to join you. We have to act fast, before an auxiliary power generator 1is restored. If it is, those stormtroopers will come here ready to use their weapons."
Duke nodded, and left the room, followed by Beduch. Kyle watched out the window, and saw them point to a door at the far end of the hangar, and the stormtroopers marched over there, leaving the hangar. Kyle tightened his grip on his concussion rifle, and ran down the stairwell into the hangar. Just as he ran up the landing ramp of Shuttle AA-16, the lights and power of the hangar came to life, the stormtroopers returned, spotting them immediately. Kyle cupped his hands around his mouth, "Let's get out of here!"
Kyle threw himself against the hull of the Imperial shuttle, and let the Rebel pilots get in. Red blaster bolts exited the barrels of the Imperial stormtroopers' rifles, leaving black carbon scores on the dull gray plating of the ship. Throwing themselves into the luxurious black pilot and co- pilot seats, Beduch and Duke began their work of hot-wiring the Imperial shuttle. Duke pried a plate off that concealed the starter wires, but before Beduch could start to reconnect any of the wires, they both realized that they were all the same dull gray color, "Blast it! Commander, the Imps have improved their security protocol. With those stormtroopers closing in, the odds of them hitting the exhaust gets better with each step they take!"
The stormtroopers came near them, taking turns firing their blasters at the shuttle which was just moments from being stolen. Kyle took aim at one of the troopers, and tightened the trigger of the concussion rifle. A bolt of energy came from the barrel, and the force of it threw Kyle onto his back.
"Got it!" Beduch screamed aloud. Kyle shook the dizziness from his head, and took out his last three battery charges and set them to detonate in five standard minutes. After he had done so, the agent of the Alliance crawled up the ramp of the shuttle, which was already closing. He turned to see the majority of the stormtroopers dead, killed from the burst that the Trandoshan weapon had caused. He saw the landing gear recede into the ship, and threw himself behind the pilot and co-pilot's seats. They exited the hangar, and the wings opened to their full position. He nodded, "Lets get out of here."
