Perfect Storm of disaster. Luke rolling under the effect of a Tractor Beam. X Wing Leader. The Same Ibtisam. B Wing Leader. I see the Plan. Eyes wide shut. Both very close to Grey Y Wing. Low PS Tie Bomber (I mean LOW PS, 0, Critical Hit) fires Ion Torps against the Y. Didn't see it coming. Playing with Face Down Missiles, Torps and Bombs.
All three ships under one Ion token. And that turn one Raider executed and unexpected left turn over a Rock. Well laid ambush.
Next turn 1 forward and aprox the same bearing. 3 in a row. Again left turn executed by that Raider. Rebel Heroes crying NOOOOOO and crossing their arms protecting their faces. R2D2 cursing in loud beeps.
Pictures taken of my Dismal Failure face. Then my fellow Rebel player took my hand and put a cold beer there.
And we all had fun. For one minute no shadows over our heads due to work, money, health. Sheer and pure Star Wars fun.
This morning my Whastapp was well suplied of voice notes. "NO...PLEASE R2D2 DO SOMETHING....NOOOOOO...NOW THE WEIGHT OF THE HUGE SIDE..."
Edited by Hexdot
