Commander Orona Sal
4th Special Forces Regiment, 5th Special Forces Division, Third Battle Group
1st Squadron, 327th Fighter Wing
Nothing. The Empire made their very best to turn the Empire Miccol into a true mystery for the New Republic. So much commotion about a ship hauling foodstuff and other supplies to an Imperial planet was unheard even in the ranks of the Empire. Thus, even after four hours of going through every piece of intelligence at their disposal, Commander Sal could find nothing of value that could aid them. She decided to give it up and gather her squadron for a briefing on the situation. Downloading the data she found of importance, she left her bunk and headed towards the briefing room. Some of the members of the 327th Wing were already present, greeting her with salutations as she entered the room. Saluting them back, she only had to wait a couple more minutes before the entirety of her squadron was present. Plugging in her datapad to the holoprojector in the room, she let display everything they knew about the Empire Miccol. Most of the pilots, being veterans from previous actions, shown a slight hint of surprise on their faces - just like Orona, they expected a bit more information to be available.
" Attention!" The entire wing stood up as one, saluting Orona, who returned the salute. Once they all sat down, Orona started." Based on the intelligence at our disposal, we know that this ship - the Empire Miccol will depart the shipyards of Fondor in eight hours. Supposedly hauling foodstuff and other goods for the Empire forces on Exaron, our SI found out something to be out of place for a food freighter - cooling cases, six pieces of something we know nothing about and a research lab. Now we all know that a research lab is not needed for foodstuff. The SI assigned us the mission to track the Empire Miccol as soon as it enters the system - we are to track its landing path, find out where will it be docking and tap into their communications to bring some more light on the matter. We will take off in six hours, wait for the Miccol to jump in the system - we will then proceed to triangulate its descent vector and tap into its communications. Once we have any reliable data, we will send those to SI operatives in the city of Vrakoth, so they can do their job. Any questions? "
The briefing lasted less than an hour - the 327th Wing spent the entirety of the time devising the best way to carry out the mission. They all agreed on the triangulation, so the matter was settled. Giving them a dismissal, Orona herself headed back to her bunk. Getting dressed into her pilots uniform, she will spend the last few hours in the hangars, helping the mechanics to prepare their crafts for the needs of the mission. The first thing she did was to hand over the datapad to the Chief Mechanic, who nodded and hurried up to gather his team so that they can start the work on the planes immediately. Orona herself approached the oldest looking X-Wing in the hangar, her personal craft. Despite the appearances, her X-65B version of the craft was in top condition - it was just the paint job that made the plane look like it was in a terrible shape. As she walked to it, she started consulting her mechanic for the configuration of the plane, as the rest of the pilots started to appear. They had six hours left.