Venator class star destroyer, Destiny, Orbit of Hoth, 21 BBY
"Sir, we've lost all contact with the group." said a young private. "They seem to have both been taken captive." "This is nuts!" said Ace. "Look at the defenses of that prison. Even with reinforcements we can't break in. I don't know how we're going to get them out of there."
"Admiral Archer," aksed Typhuss. 'Would you be able to lend us some of your ships? Just a few extraction gunships, maybe a cruiser or two..."
"No, i can't Typhuss. I need the Jedi's permission to move my fleet during a battle, and they're down fighting on the planet. We can't contact them, the planet is in the middle of a snowstorm. Besides, sending my ship down to that prison is suicide!" said Archer.
"Commander Ace, Commander Typhuss, Admiral Archer, may I suggest an alternative?" said the private. Everyone stared.
"Who's he?" asked Ace, in Archer's ear.
"Sandurz. Kernel Sandurz. He a private in the Fleet Regiment. 223rd, I believe." he answered. "Go ahead, Private."
"We'll, before the two clones left, intelligence installed a chip, a homing beacon, in the two clones's brains. We now know their exact coordinates."
"So? We still can't get anywhere near the prison." said Archer.
"Not necessarily. We can relay a telepethatic message to both of them, give them a map of the prison, top secret codes, and they will , hopefully, be able to escape. We can jam their radar, go through the storm, emerge just inside their deflector shield, guns ablaze. We can keep the bridge outside the shield, as a safety measure, so it won't get hit by the prison's guns. Then we can extract the team and capture as much Seppies as we can." said Typhuss.
"But how will we extract them? If the bridge is outside we'll be out of of range from the prison. And I am not sending my gunships in that slaphouse!" said Archer.
"We can beam them up."
"What?" the bridge instantly fell silent. Two security officers stepped forward and cocked their blaster rifles.
Archer darted his eyes back and forth. "How do you know about Project 239?" he asked suspiciously.
"I'm a commander. I'm allowed to know everything." answered Ace. Typhuss glared at Vill, who could only shrug.
"It's experimental. It's not even been tested yet. how do you plan on working it?" asked Archer quietly.
"i worked with stuff like this during training. I can engineer the transporters to be able to transport living beings. Although I'm going to need some backup..."
"ME!" cried Sandurz. "Or, uh, rather, I would probably be suitable for the job."
The bridge was in a bustle as they began the rescue attempt.
"OK, guys!" said Admiral Archer. "Let's do this!"