Luke checked his gauges again. He was past the half way point, and there was no way to make it back to his ship now without using up all of his air. This had been a leap of faith, literally, the moment he jumped out of the cockpit of his X-Wing. He was relying heavily on his gut feelings now, and so far they were right, but now his very life was at stake. He held tight on the thin tow cable as his trusty R2 unit adjusted their course.
Filling the view above him was the lime green gas giant. Its thin rings sparkled from the millions of planetoids that filled them. It was a site Luke wished he could just enjoy for a few minutes. But his thoughts always focused on his friends. He knew they were in peril, and he couldn't wait to get there and do something about it. He thought of a plan of attack, but he had no idea what kind of a place he was going to.
After a while he could see other small specks drifting and lighting up around one portion of the rings. They were ships, no doubt. He filled with hope again. Ships moving about almost certainly meant he was close to the base. He steadied himself with the tow cable and raised a small visual scanner to his helmet. He could barely make out the small ships, but there were several. He couldn't see anything that might be the Falcon, but he was still too far away.
'"Artoo- I know you see those ships on your scanner" Luke said into his small headset.
Artoo bleeped some messages that showed up on a small readout on Luke's forearm.
"Right- do your best to come in right in between any outer defensive positions, and cut your rockets when we get in their scanner range. Got it?"
Artoo acknowledge and adjusted course slightly to bring them in.
Luke checked his blaster, hooks and gear on his belt. Then he made sure his lightsaber was secure and at the ready. Strangely, as soon as he did so a calm settled on him, as if he didn't need anything else. After a moment he checked everything again just the same.