IC: Battle at Mon Calamari Renewed strength filled John Black as he heard the Supreme Commander's voice of reason and inspiration. They'd make their last stand right here and now or everything would be lost. John smiled grimly as the words of his own commander came out across the squadron's frequency. "You heard him," Commander Frij Dertan snapped. "Hold the line. Let them come to us and when they break at our front line we'll jump in to get them. Blast those skips from space and prepare for a bombing run on one of their gunships. We should be able to take one out in the confusion." Vas Lorcam, Tuklali, and Maipa "Spice" Nelirn all double clicked their acknowledgement. John Black grinned, as Mat Gyver, he, and the others, followed suit. They were Masked Attacker Squadron, a Y-Wing bombing group. And, while they weren't ace pilots, they'd do their job, or die trying. OOC: Old faces welcome to join some of the new?