Desperate Charge
Callista
stood behind Han, gripping the back of his chair. "The Jedi academy
is under attack," she said. "We have to help. We need to do
whatever we can."
"All
right," Han said. "Chewie, full forward shields. Punch it.
We're gonna make a straight line."
The Millennium
Falcon soared beneath the immense Knight Hammer. A flurry
of TIE fighters blocked their way, flying in a tight formation as they
shot a constant pattern of blasts. Han streaked toward them at full
speed. Chewbacca roared in alarm.
"Oh,
but, sir--" Threepio cried.
"I see
'em," Han said. "They'll move."
The TIE
fighters held their position, still firing. The Falcon's forward
shield began to weaken, but Han plunged onward, right down their throats.
. . .