Star Wars Rebels

We're being accompanied by a fighter escort to ensure safe passage.

Don't worry. You'll get your food supply.

We're grateful, very grateful.

I had no idea the rebels were so well equipped.

Truthfully, they're not.

We're fortunate to get some of the few pilots they actually have.

Sir! There's an Imperial warship

coming out of hyperspace, dead ahead.

They've brought fighters.

Green Three, Green Four, stay with the transport.

All others, follow me.

Headed for the transport!

Deflector shields are down!

They're too fast. I can't get a shot!

This thing's all over my scope! Ahhh!

Transport to Imperial fighters. Stand down!

We are unarmed! You have no right to fire on us.

I beg to differ.

Hey. We heard the supply run to Teralov failed.

It gets worse. We lost the entire escort of A-wings.

Six pilots and the transport's entire crew.

How many is that this month?

At this rate, there's not gonna be anyone left

to fly for the Rebellion.

Fortunately, I have been working on a solution with the help of Fulcrum.

Ahsoka?

No. Fulcrum's a code name we give to our secret informants.

It was Ahsoka's idea.

There are other Fulcrum agents. She was among them.

I have information that may

help you replace your stable of pilots.

There are Imperial cadets at the Skystrike Academy

who wish to defect to the rebels.

I do not know their names, but they will require some assistance to escape.

I suggest you move quickly, before the Empire discovers their intentions.

Fulcrum out.

This is enough to act on.

The mission is yours, Sabine.

We've arranged to insert you into a squad of new cadets headed for Skystrike.

AP-5 will prepare fake credentials.

Wait, wait. Shouldn't I be the one to go in?

I've done this before, remember?

Yeah, and I really was an Imperial cadet once.

For years, remember?

The Empire knows you too well, Ezra.

You'll be identified.

Sabine is the least recognizable of all of us.

I need you and Kanan to shadow her.

You'll stay in communication while she's inside

and be ready to help her escape.

Zeb and I have to supervise the escort for the new relief mission to Teralov.

We've got our plan. Let's go.

There seems to be a problem with your credentials, cadet.

Security.

Wait! That, um... That happens from time to time.

Can I see it?

Yeah, these new ID cards can be temperamental.

Now try it?

Proceed.

Thank you, sir.

She's in. Well, I guess all we can do now is sit and wait.

Don't worry. She'll be fine.

I'm just not a fan of these solo missions.

Unless it's you.

Listen carefully, cadets.

You are here because the Empire sees the potential in you

to join the ranks of its most elite pilots.

Most of you will fail.

Whatever you have achieved before means nothing.

Here, only the best survive.

Prepare yourselves. Your first combat training will begin at 0600.

Squadron dismissed!

What'd you think of the new GG1?

Ah, I'm looking forward to the F-40s.

This is TIE SS-3-6 on patrol at .149, awaiting wingman.

Copy that, 3-6. This is TIE SS-2-5.

You can call me Wedge. What's your name, cadet?

I'm Ria Talla.

Don't break protocol. Comm numbers only.

Copy that, Command.

Comscan is tracking rebel ships entering sector 2.

Move to intercept.

Acknowledge. Let's go, 3-6.

Right behind you, 2-5.

You have anything, 3-6?

Mmm, nothing yet.

Wait. There they are! Four ships coming in at .847.

Ah, I see 'em. Y-wings.

Heavy shields and turret guns.

Command, how should we proceed?

Eliminate all targets.

They're splitting up, 3-6. Circle around to .4.

I've got these two.

Good kill, 3-6.

Oh, one more and we're even, 2-5.

3-6 and 2-5,

proceed to the transmitted coordinates

and destroy the rebel vessel located there.

Yes, sir.

Huh, no power readings. It's disabled.

Please, do not fire! We surrender!

We're heavily damaged and have wounded aboard!

Repeat, we surrender!

Destroy the vessel as ordered.

But Imperial protocol is to board the...

Destroy the vessel as ordered, 3-6!

Is breaking protocol part of the test?

What was that, 3-6?

Um, comm malfunction, sir.

Hold on. New target coming in at .17.

Look out!

Simulation complete.

Cadets, exit your pods.

Report for debriefing.

What kind of rebel ship was that?

That was no transport.

Ah, but you are wrong, cadet.

It was a transport called the Ghost,

which has been modified for combat.

The rebels are a desperate group of extremists.

They'll fight with any ship,

using any means necessary to undermine our authority.

That is why orders must be followed without question.

Insubordination like yours

will get you and your wingman killed.

Understood? Yes, sir.

Understood, cadet?

Yes, sir.

I see you don't just take risks when you're flying.

Well, I trust my gut, and I know right from wrong.

I respect that. A lot of people here won't.

Governor Pryce, Agent Kallus.

May I ask the reason for this unscheduled visit?

ISB has information that some of your cadets

are planning to defect to the rebels.

You have traitors in your midst.

Impossible.

My cadets are unmatched, both in their skill and loyalty.

Nevertheless, I will be conducting a thorough investigation,

and you are to extend your full cooperation.

Agent Kallus, you may begin.

My hope is that I may teach you something today.

I told you it was too risky.

How are we gonna get out of this?

Will you just relax? They don't know.

If they did, we'd be in the brig.

Something wrong, Wedge?

Uh, no. Why?

You just look nervous.

Uh, actually, I've been thinking about what you said in the simulator today.

About how this wasn't what you signed up for.

Look, I want to do my part for the Empire,

but firing on unarmed ships wasn't what I had in mind.