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Your fighters disgorge in their multitudes, fighters flowing like streams to meet the enemy. While your bombers waited, ready to launch in the hangars, your fighters would clear the way for your missile ship, then the bombers could move for the kills.The Admiral's fighters see their relief on the way, and begin to turn about, several getting blasted as they disengage to return and cover the fleet.
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Chatterbox's squadron leads the way, watching the wings form up behind him, he makes steady calls, designating sectors for each wing to fly towards before the chaos of a dogfight breaks out and most control is lost.
As both sides reach missile range, proton torpedoes from your own fighters reach out to touch whatever they can before initial contact is made.
>Roll 1d100, best of 3, DC:80, roll under
