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       / || \            Starfleet Command, Second Fleet
      /  ||  \             U.S.S. Coronado,  NCC-63100
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 Admiral Ackbar reached up and pulled off the headphones with which he had
 been talking to the small, powerful corvette and turned to two of his
 aides.  "What do you think?  Leyda?" he asked.

 Leyda was smiling broadly.  "I think we just made up for the loss of those
 five ships, Admiral.  Did you see what they did to that Interdictor?  And
 in only a few shots!  With that kind of technology..."

 The second aide interrupted.  "With that kind of technology," he said with
 mild sarcasm, "they could lay this ship to waste and wipe out the
 rebellion.  You heard what that Captain said... United Federation of
 Planets.  It sounds little different from the way Palpatine describes the
 Empire!"

 "You're being paranoid as usual, Briax," Leyda said.  "It's a fine quality
 when dealing with the Empire, but in this case, I think it's unwarranted. 
 They didn't have to save the crew of the Annox, but they did.  Commander
 Toran is a fine, perceptive officer.  I recommend when we go over, we talk
 to him and get his impressions of this Captain Aldur fellow."

 "Well, you do what you want, Leyda.  Personally, I'd like to have a closer
 look at that ship's technology.  Any missile that can do what that ship's
 weapons did to that Interdictor is definately worth a look..."

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 Admiral Piett glanced over the damage control reports for his small
 fleet... one Star Destroyer all but crippled, his own Marauder damaged,
 the defense Interdictor damaged...

 And the Fire Lance prototype, and its test ship... destroyed.

 Piett pounded his fist on the plot board in a rage.  All of it done by one
 Calamarian cruiser and that pitiful little corvette!  That pitiful little
 corvette, though, had turned out to have a savage bite.  Its beam weapons
 were many times more powerful than the finest weapons the Empire had ever
 devised, and its missiles!

 Turning thoughtful, Piett considered those missiles.  If he could capture
 the ship and its store of those missiles for the Empire, that might very
 well make up for the loss of the Fire Lance prototype and save him from
 the wrath of Lord Vader...  His thoughts were interrupted by the Officer
 of the Deck.

 "Admiral, the Rebel ships have not moved off yet.  They have surrounded
 the small corvette and are moving at sublight speed.  Our scans do not
 show any sort of operational hyperlight drive -- it's possible that the
 Rebel ships will need to take time to rig it for towing."

 Piett nodded, lost in thought.  "Interesting... no light-speed
 capability..."  He considered this for a few moments.  Suddenly, he
 smiled.  "Obviously, a frontal assault is out of the question...
 however..."

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Ross Glenn aka Jester
Captain Brian Aldur, U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100
http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/