[adfalcon]

Salira spoke into his radio transmitter, contacting his rebel "friends" that lived on this planet. Salira: come in foxtrot-zero-niner, come in foxtrot: I'm here Bravo-alpha-one-one, over Salira: start plan 6564, the imperial bastards have broken the treaty foxtrot: understood, foxtrot out secretly a original ship was being prepared for action, one that would surprise the imperials from behind Salira: squad, move out Salira's squad started heading toward the ship