The officer shouts to the bothan to keep working, and pulls at Cara's arm himself. Even with two men pulling, the person dragging Cara away is incredibly strong. She's lifted off her feet, being dragged by the legs. Only her chest up is visible, the rest has been dragged through. There's a blood curdling scream from down the hall. The stormtroopers are brave, but starting to panic.
'Sit tight and dodge, Gold,' Loreley said, 'We're coming to assist.' 'Finish that last bandit and then help engage the A-wings, Silver,' she ordered and broke off towards Gold's position. She looked for the A-wing she could approach favourably, and tried to get on its tail.
Fendrat lean his foots against the wall, for better support holding one of Cara arm. "Hold up, we taking you!" He shout to Cara and say do officer. "We pulling thougether on three. One... Two... Three!!!" He order and pull by all his force to get away Cara.
He gives out a howling yell. "We'll kill you all, droid! We'll kill you all! You want to know where Mothma is? Huh? She's already on Mon Cala. Has been for weeks! You bastards were too dumb to see it! That busty Commodore of yours, and that misogynistic idiot Motti are in a trap! Ackbar is probably killing them already! Is that what you wanted to fucking know?" Zenobia immediately runs to the comms to send a message to Gailte and the fleet.
Gailte receives a static filled message from Zenobia. "It's...Get out...Coming". She's cut off by static.
DT-L30's expression remained the same, "Is that right?" He said, kneeling before the Duros, "accidentally" crushing the alien's foot as he did. "Is there a way to call the attack off, or any other tidbits of information you'd like to share?" He asked in an openly threatening tone.
"Fighters, take out any enemies bombers, then engage fighters. Leave a two wings to protect interdictor cruiser. Prepare boarding parties..." She frowned. "Launch bombers, and prepare for any blockade runners or shuttles trying to escape." Gailte smirked - now they only needed to finish off the fighters and disable the capital ships."
The two of them heave, and manage to pull her back, to her stomach. She screams at the pain of being pulled from both sides. She draws her pistol and begins firing through the gap. The troopers hear a bang at the end of the corridor, and begin firing wildly in that direction.
Loreley was a bit baffled at the rebels' behaviour, it was like they were playing with them. The fact that the wing commander died didn't bode well either, 'All squadrons, who's in command?' She didn't take the A-wing's bait and tried to defend Gold as best she could.
Gailte frowned hearing the message - or rather not hearing it. Her frown depend. "How come the signal is static, while there is nothing to distribute it here..." She wondered. "Scan the area around one more time. Also, scan all frequencies - check how are we recieving other channels.
One of the Nebulon Bs on her left is disabled by ion fire, and the bombers head for the other ones. Many are shot down, but they manage to take down the shields of one on the right, which is promptly disabled.
Fendrat shout to bothans. "How long it take you to turn it on? Hurry up! " He nod to officer. "Okey, again. One! Two! Three!!!" He comand and pull up Cara again.
A grizzled voice rings out. "This is Beta Leader. I'm in command now. Maintain current orders". Silvan manages to shoot down an A-Wing, as does one of his wingmen, before he dashes to defend Dee, who has one on her tail.
The comms officer says "Ma'am, there's some sort of communication disruption. Comms between our ships are fine, but outside this sector, they're being interfered with. I'm trying to locate the problem".
'Roger, Wing Commander,' Loreley said and joined the attack on Dee's pursuer from a different angle, trying to predict his path and positioning herself to intercept.
They pull hard enough that only her calves and feet are still encapsulated in the darkness. The bothan shouts "Done!" The officer grabs his commlink and shouts "Sir, it's fixed! Reactivate the power!" The stormtroopers continue firing at nothing.
Unable to hit the A-Wing, Silvan places his craft between it and his sister. Dee shouts out "Don't be an idiot!" Red bolts fly dangerously close to Silvan's craft. As this happens, the A-Wing appears in front of Loreley.
"It's a trap..." Gailte realises. She gritted her teeth. "Evacuate the facility immediately! Victory-class! Prepare torpedo fire solutions at anything comming from hyperspace and stopping on border of interdictor field! Fire just as ships exit hyperspace - maybe we will catch them with their shields down! Prepare fire solutions to destroy those frigates! I want escape routes ready at the double!" Gailte bit her lip as she looked at the tactical map - she did not have time.
