Non-spam Story

[Guest Rogue Leader]

Special forces agent 'Talon' Ryshyk' pulled the scope up to his eye. Peering down from the galactic senate balcony was mind-boggling, as a single person could see over twenty miles of durasteel skyscrapers, large civilian transports, and a construction droid using huge lasers to cut buildings apart, then consuming it for materials.

Then, after three hours of searching, he found his target. A small convoy of bacta transports, heading for one of the larger hangar bays. There, they would most likely unload their cargo, then disembark back to Thyferra.

He clicked the safety off on his shoulder rested Fletchette launcher, then searched for the exterior fuel tank aboard one of the transports a third of the way back in the convoy.

After waiting for three seconds, Ryshyk pulled the trigger, sending a large explosive missile into the transport. It exploded sending debris cutting into other transports.

It was a chain reaction, and after a mere six minutes it seemed over. But it was not. All of the transports had been obliterated except for one. The last one had been crippled and now it was falling for the opened hangar which housed hundreds of New Republic craft and fighters.

It exploded upon impact with the ground starting another chain reaction. A huge Corellian freighter blew up, incinerating half of the hangar and its occupants. Ryshyk's duty to the Empire had been fulfilled.

 

[Guest Grand_Admiral_Ice]

We have a RSRP forum for stuff like this, post it there.

 

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For the empire! MY empire.

[Guest Rogue Leader]

It's better here.

 

 

[Guest Grand_Admiral_Ice]

Better, but doesn't belong.

 

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For the empire! MY empire.

[Guest Tie Guy]

How's it better here? It would be better over there?

 

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"We will crush the Rebellion in one swift stroke."