Meeting at the cross roads
Lyla had all her intel and options, and didn't like any of it. 'Okay, this'll be nine kinds of hell, but how about this... First, we trigger the bomb, and gather the Verpine here. Second, maybe a distraction of some kind, I don't know what... Third, we race out, climb up those ladders nearest us, and then bust into the control tower. I use it as a sniper's nest to pin down the Stormies on the floor, while others use the controls to raise hell, maybe drop those TIEs or vent the hangar. When we get the opportunity, we make a break for the Gold.'
OOC: Where were the B-wings?