to Major Yalor,
from Mercedes Vanadiaz “Vortex 1”
I had the honor to fly with them, sir, those brave clones of 33-Squad. We, the pilots of Vortex Squadron, left Arda Base intending to insert the clones’ action group into Arda Township as part of our patrol. The flight began as normal, but later went tragically wrong.
When we entered Sector 7-G, we took an attack run at the Vibrious Columns. One of the clones called an advanced attack pattern that we could not duplicate. I was not surprised when only one of their three speeders could pull it off. We were impressed anyway. Those guys have heart. I kept telling them how much I admired their abilities, right up until the end.
Soon after, we picked up another clone they called “Licey” or something, and I had the honor to see the most impressive type of dropship imaginable. It was all flash and hard thrusters, and very precise as it made planetfall.
From the pick-up, we diverted to investigate a signal emitter that one of the clones spotted eyes-only. It was attached to a mineral column and didn’t look like anything but trash to me. Not knowing what it was about, the clones’ leader decided to leave it in place and continue the mission. Immediately after, we were attacked by a Viper-Class droid ship, empty of its probes. The clones shot it down before the rest of us could form an attack pattern. It was very slick of those clones and I told them so quite a few times.
From there, things got confused. Signal jamming closed up the waves completely. The squadron split up; Vortex sweeping east to try to destroy jammers and the clones moving latterly to do the same. From what I could see over the trash hills, the clones themselves split up, probably to better hunt the jammers. They must have been successful because signals started to get through again.
We got word that a full-scale invasion was on. We then saw the droid fighters on the horizon. The clones went different directions and seemed to be trying to lead them off from us like big damn heroes. I know they were giving us time to get back to base because they went all the way almost to Arda Township over open ground before coming back, suffering withering blaster fire and even some missiles over both legs of that journey.
Unfortunately, none of their speeders made it back. Those little cars are no match for real fighters. We saw their three wreck smokes billowing from the garbage canyons, quite a ways apart from one another. It is my sad duty to report them MIA and I fear that no one could have survived such high-speed impacts.
Experience: +15 (200 total)
Duty: +10 (Dead-Eye, Fingers, Snake, Torque)