HAN: Switch all your deflector power to the forward shields. We'll get real close to 'em and fly down their starboard wall, where the big guns can't hit us.
WEDGE: (over comlink) What about the smaller turbolasers? We'll have no rear shields!
HAN: As long as we're at full speed, by the time those gunners swing around on us we'll be long gone. (to CHEWBACCA, into comlink) Chewie, cover our backs!
The WOOKIEE ROARS affirmative over the headset.
HAN: Wedge, you go for those topside batteries, and I'll see if I can cripple the primary reactor.
CHEWIE HOWLS in protest.
HAN: I said cripple it, Chewie! You think I don't know destroying it would be suicide?! Don't worry, I'm just going for the catastrophic release braces ; if I can hit 'em hard enough, the crew will be forced to shut the whole ship down. They'll be sitting ducks! You with me, Wedge?
WEDGE: Okay, whatever you say, Boss. I'm coming up on your stern now.
HAN:Alright then, here we go. Get ready to give 'em hell, boys!