"Roger. Wilco on cozy time," Caster interrupted the comms transmissions. He rarely spoke, unless he had to. Though, when he did, it was usually some sarcastic remark. He engaged his weapons and made a sensor sweep, finding the few TIE fighters that were being referenced. He powered up his weapons as they reached full charge. He ran another sweep, finding the fighter that was en-route to the two, preparing to maneuver around the asteroid field they had been dropped into.

"Copy, Jax," Caster replied to the radio transmission. He adjusted his coarse to follow Alana's fighter. The overhaul and modifications to the Z-95 provided useful, as it was almost as maneuverable as an XWING, and just as fast, to boot. "Valana, I'm coming up on your port side wing, take lead, I'll hang back as your wing man. Suggest flanking maneuver. Follow him down, I'll come around that asteroid at two-o-clock-high." He readied his fighter to perform the maneuver he had suggested. "We'll meet in the middle and attack from both angles. Aim for his reactor, center of mass, rear. I'll go for the cockpit." Caster adjusted and flew over top of Valana's vessel, rolling over to her right, preparing to veer off to his own to come around the noted asteroid.