Project Boussh: The Danger Zone!
by Brad Corletti

Brad's B-wing roared through the night sky. He pushed the throttle as
far as it would go, then fed power from his weapon banks into
propultion to get it to go that little bit faster. He yelled as he
began reducing the acceleration compensation. Unfortunately, it was
over all too quickly; he had begun to approach habitable areas, not to
mention his destination. He throttled back and let his powerplant top
his energy cells back up.

Ahead he saw his destination... and his heart sank. Two columns of
smoke rose into the air.

His sensors pinged; four TIEs of indeterminate model were fast fleeing
the other way. Brad pushed his B-wing's speed up once more - it was
time to start doing some damage.

As he got closer he began to notice details; these were a pair of TIE
fighters. Eyeballs. Thank heavens for small mercies, he thought to
himself. Anything else and he probably wouldn't have been able to
catch up. B-wings are fast, but not TIE fast.

He switched his weapon control over to concussion missiles. He got a
target lock on the first one and it immediately went evasive, his
wingman doing the same. When the lock was lost it resumed its original
escape vector.

Brad smiled and switched one of the missiles in his tubes to passive
detection. He then got a target lock, watched his target evade, and
fired. The two missiles screamed out of the tubes, heading for their
targets. The first missile, on active sensors, detonated when the
target lock was lost, to avoid potential collateral damage. The second
locked onto the lead TIE when it turned to resume its original escape
path. Caught off-guard the TIE pilot could not evade, and the missile
blasted his craft to dust. The other TIEs looped around and headed for
the B-wing.

Dammit, Brad thought, as blaster shots began lashing his shields,
B-wings aren't built for dogfighting...