Dagger:
"Excellent." In the background the offloading was complete. "Here is a selection of weapons, light armor, rations and most significantly, crates of explosives. Take care in handling the largest crate however."
The male nodded dourly, going to help Dagger's men secure the crates to vehicle.
The second female stepped up and spoke.
Female?: "I think hijacking a public broadcast is doable. We will need a plan, and we will almost certainly need to go to a large city to hijack a signal that will go over the whole planet. We will get a lot of attention from the military, and our escape plan will almost certainly require us to counter airial pursuit. While we do have some rockets, and whatever Dagger's men have provided us, - "
"Mechanic": "It's no comparison to actual air cover."
Veeral nodded as she finished the Zabrack woman's sentence, then turned to Dagger.
"Mechanic": "It's only the start of a plan, but would you be willing to send a few fighters our way when we need them?"
Dagger:
"Oh indeed. We can be quite the... distraction."
Veeral frowns, looking grim in the dark night.
"Mechanic": "Don't forget this will be in the city. A stray shot or bomb could kill civilians, and then all of our credibility as better than the empire will evaporate."
Dellalt appeared thoughtful,
"Oh we'll be careful. But starfighters are a "loud" presence and will draw an appropriate response - and the Imperials won't be as careful. I suggest then that we use our Alliance fighters and stage them a few clicks away. Once you are discovered and the Imperials start their indiscriminate blasting, call us in and we'll dust the shelves with them. And using the Alliance fighters will boost our visibility - something we need for all three planets"
Veeral nods.
"Mechanic": "Alright, just remember that the less damage we do at that point, the better we look."
Dagger:
"Agreed. Let us know what you need, and want, and we'll be there. On that note, have gathered intelligence of our recent freighter sweeps. For the planet itself, it is mostly just signal intercepts, but here is what we have about the Imperial set up on the planet, augmented by what Alliance Intelligence has on local conditions."
Dellalt handed Mechanic another set of datacards of intelligence of the Imperial presence on the planet, as well as details of the next meeting point.
Finally, handing Mechanic another card "this is the contact for our own operative at one of the spaceports. The freighter will have to leave in another few days, but if you need him, just contact him and exchange the signals and code words on this datapad. It's aware that someone may contact him."
Veeral nods again, taking the data cards with care.
"Mechanic": "Alright, when we have a full plan, we'll contact your man so he can relay it to you."
With one final gesture, the two females turned away, to finish and take their leave, the others did likewise. All involved knew that exciting change, for good or ill, would soon be visited upon them.
[ Decided to split this, since we already have so many long posts. Scholomancer and I did this back and forth on Discord, and this is mostly a straight copy-paste (there's a little grammar/spelling editting and an empty space filled) ]
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