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Well, let's see how far we can get without you needing to.
Report for debriefing.
We've arranged to insert you into a squad of new cadets headed for Skystrike.
You're quite right.
How can I be calm, huh?
WEDGE: Um, comm malfunction, sir.
Your lasers have been nullified,
So proud. And tough, I think.
So what's your plan?
Sir! There's an Imperial warship coming out of hyperspace, dead ahead.
The mission is yours, Sabine.
WEDGE: Copy that, Command.
You just look nervous.
If you're receiving this, lock onto my signal.
Now, target the rebel transport.
Tell Garazeb Orrelios we're even.
The rebels are a desperate group of extremists.
Proceed.
MAN: What'd you think of the new GG1?
(BEEPING) This thing's all over my scope! Ahhh!