Luke nervously works his controls.
RED LEADER: (over headset) Red Six...
In the war room, Leia stands frozen as she listens and worries about Luke.
RED LEADER: (over speaker) Can you see Red Five?
RED TEN: (over speaker) There's a heavy fire zone on this side. Red Five, where are you?
INT. LUKE'S X-WING - COCKPIT
Luke spots the TIE fighter behind him and soars away from the Death Star surface.
LUKE: I can't shake him!
Luke's ship soars closer to the surface of the Death Star, an Imperial TIE fighter closing in on him in hot pursuit.
INT. WEDGE'S COCKPIT
The Death Star whips below Wedge.
WEDGE: I'm on him, Luke!
INT. LUKE'S X-WING - COCKPIT
WEDGE: (over headset) Hold on!
EXT. SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR
Wedge dives across the horizon toward Luke and the TIE fighter.
INT. WEDGE'S COCKPIT
Wedge moves his X-wing in rapidly.
INT. LUKE'S X-WING - COCKPIT
Luke reacts frantically.
LUKE: Blast it! Biggs, where are you?
The fighter pilot watches Wedge's X-wing approach. Another X-wing joins him, and both unleash a volley of laser fire on the Imperial fighter.
EXT. SPACE
The TIE fighter explodes, filling the screen with white light. Luke's ship can be seen far in the distance.
INT. LUKE'S X-WING - COCKPIT
Luke looks about in relief.
LUKE: Thanks, Wedge.
INT. MASSASSI OUTPOST - WAR ROOM
Leia, Threepio, Dodonna and other Rebel officers are listening to the Rebel Fighter's radio transmissions over the war room intercom.
BIGGS: (over speaker) Good shooting, Wedge!
GOLD LEADER: (over speaker) Red Leader...
Gold Leader peels off and starts toward the long trenches at the Death Star surface pole.
GOLD LEADER: ...This is Gold Leader. We're starting our attack run.
Three Y-wing fighters of the Gold group dive out of the stars toward the Death Star surface.
INT. MASSASSI OUTPOST - WAR ROOM
Leia and the others are grouped around the screen, as technicians move about attending to their duties.
RED LEADER: (over speaker) I copy, Gold Leader. Move into position.
EXT. SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR
Three Imperial TIE ships in precise formation dive toward the Death Star surface.
INT. DARTH VADER'S COCKPIT
Darth Vader calmly adjusts his control stick as the stars whip past in the window above his head.
VADER: Stay in attack formation!
INT. MASSASSI OUTPOST - WAR ROOM
Technicians are seated at the computer readout table.
GOLD LEADER: (over speaker) The exhaust post is...
INT. GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING - COCKPIT
GOLD LEADER: ... marked and locked in!
EXT. SPACE AROUND THE DEATH STAR
Gold Leader approaches the surface and pulls out to skim the surface of the huge station. The ship moves into a deep trench, firing laser bolts. The surface streaks past as laser fire is returned by the Death Star.
Gold Five is a pilot in his early fifties with a very battered helmet that looks like it's been through many battles. He looks around to see if enemy ships are near. His fighter is buffeted by Imperial flak.
GOLD FIVE: (whisper to himself) No doubt about it, this is gonna be some trick.
INT. GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING - COCKPIT
Gold Leader races down the enormous trench that leads to the exhaust port. Laser bolts blast toward him in increasing numbers, occasionally exploding near the ship causing it to bounce about.
GOLD LEADER: Looks like we’re gonna get one clear shot at this. Switch power to front deflector screens.
EXT. SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR
Three Y-Wings skim the Death Star surface deep in the trench, as laser bolts streak past on all sides.
EXT. DEATH STAR SURFACE - GUN EMPLACEMENTS
An exterior surface gun blazes away at the oncoming Rebel fighters.
INT. GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING - COCKPIT
GOLD TWO: A little aggressive, don’t you think?
GOLD LEADER: How many guns do you think, Gold Five?
INT. MASSASSI OUTPOST - WAR ROOM
GOLD FIVE: (over speaker) I'd say about twenty guns. Some on the surface, some on the towers.
Leia, Threepio, and the technicians view the projected target screen, as red and blue target lights glow. The red target near the center blinks on and off.
MASSASSI INTERCOM VOICE: (over speaker) Death Star will be in range in five minutes.
EXT. SURFACE OF THE DEATH STAR
The three Y-Wing fighters race toward camera and zoom overhead through a hail of laser fire.
INT. GOLD LEADER'S Y-WING - COCKPIT
Gold Leader pulls his computer targeting device down in front of his eye. Laser bolts continue to batter the Rebel craft.
GOLD LEADER: Switch to targeting computer.
INT. GOLD TWO'S Y-WING - COCKPIT
Gold Two, a younger pilot about Luke's age, pulls down his targeting eye viewer and adjusts it. His ship shudders under intense laser barrage.
GOLD TWO: Computer's locked. Getting a signal.
As the fighters begin to approach the target area, suddenly all the laser fire stops. An eerie calm clings over the trench as the surface whips past in a blur.
GOLD TWO: The guns... they've stopped!
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