Airlock 3
Advancing swiftly, Lyla stole through Power Converters and Main Engineering, angling her blaster rifle to cover each door, corner, and cranny for sign of Imperial opposition. To her surprise, there was none – the rooms had been left unattended. 'Huh. There's a relief... Alright, Klyn, set the explosives to blow this joint. Hide them behind the generator if you can, we don't want anyone coming in and being a hero. Ackbar said a thirty-minute fuse, but I'd like something a bit more comfortable. You do that, I'll clean up and keep watch.'
She slipped back out and hurriedly dragged the bodies into hiding, so as not to draw the suspicions of any patrols. Judging by appearances, the Imperials seemed to have Stormtroopers to spare after the invasion, but few technicians to properly take control of the tech. Which should work in their favour, she hoped.
Watching the door, Lyla activated her comlink to report to the other team. 'We've reached Engineering, Klyn's planting the bombs now. What's your position and status?' Despite her misgivings, her side of the mission had worked perfectly, which came as a stunning relief. She could only hope the others had gone so well...