[color=gold]Aboard the Executor, things were moving fast. With pilots and troopers moving to the small hanger on the ventral hull of the ship. It could only hold fourteen fighters and a small drop ship for troop deployment. 
On the bridge of the Corvette, an officer addressed Daka. "Sir, our sensors show the base has activated ray shields. From this range, our weapons will not be able to pierce through." Daka sighed his breath dawn out with disappointment. "I will take that as an answer then." The sith said to the rebel commander on the viewscreen. "Time to drop the charade. We both know those Ray Shields won't last forever. Drop them now, or I will expand my field of fire, and lay waste to more of the planet." The ultimatum had physically shaken the Rebel commander. His brow furrowed as he tried to think of a way out. The viewscreen went mute for a few seconds, as the Rebels had deactivated their mic, to give commands to their own people. When it came back online, the Rebel commander spoke. "Fine, we will lower the Ray Shield and surrender." 

Daka turned to the officer that was watching the sensor readouts. "Ray Shields are down, Sir." The Officer confirmed. The sith turned back to the viewscreen. "Your chance to surrender was forfeit when you raised the shields." He said with a dark look in his eye. He was staring right into the eyes of the rebel commander. "Open fire on the Rebel Base, but ensure each shot finds its mark. I promised a precision strike without excess civilian casualties." 
The crew of the Executor opened fire as they were ordered. Heavy blasts from the three turbolaser batteries began to rain down onto the rebel base. "You bastard!" The rebel commander yelled from the viewscreen. "We had a ..." The transmission was cut off. Not because the Rebel base was destroyed, but because Daka had signalled the end of the negotiations. [/color]