At 0800 the members of the small commando unit met at the landing pad of the Resistance base.
Poe Dameron whistled to himself as he watched the droids bring the explosives on board the small space freighter.
Dash looked skeptical at the ship that would bring them to Ord Mantell. "The Resistance couldn't provide a better ship?"
Dameron responded: "It will take us where we have to go and with luck it will us bring back here, Dash. It isn't the Outrider of course.
We have to be inconspicuous and for this purpose, the Glorious is just right."
Glorious, the name was the purest exaggeration for this hunk of junk. This ship wasn't in any way glorious.
Poe continued: "The hyper drive works and the on-board armament is sufficient. Please check the engines, Dash."
Meanwhile the triplets brought EL-16 HFE blaster rifles on board, which they would need during the mission.
Nomi followed her sons and put her vibro knife in the scabbard that hung on her weapon belt.
They've hidden the lightsabers in satchels and rucksacks as usual. They would attach them at their weapon belts when they would be at their place of action.
When all the explosives were loaded, Poe also went on board. Dash already sat strapped in the pilot seat, while Nomi had taken the co-pilot seat.
Dameron couldn't suppress a smile and remarked: "Never change a winning team. I'll go abaft to your sons.
" He shouted loudly: "Are you up for a game Dejarik?" Then he went to the freighter's mid-section and joined the three young Jedi.
Dash gave his wife a quick look and smiled. "Let's bring the baby in orbit." With half of the repulsors energy the Glorious lifted and ascended slowly in D'Qar's orbit.
A little later, they had left the atmosphere and quickly moved away from the gravitational shadow to make the jump to hyperspace.