A little test run for the WOR "novelization" (Patreon)

 On the Bridge of the First Order Dreadnought Eclipse, Paxton Fell looked  out of the main view-port, and saw the glowing blue marble floating in  the starry expanse of space, and found it beautiful. 

This planet was, after all, one of the few measly thousand words with  the perfect balance of sunlight, gravity, and water that made it deal to  sustain all kinds of life, sapient and otherwise. Amidst the trillions  of stars and countless dead rocks across the galaxy, that made D'Qar precious beyond belief. 

And he knew it was doomed. The battle was sending burning debris  streaking down to the surface, which ignited the air and trailed plasma.  The pieces of Durasteel wouldn't melt fast enough. The impacts would be  disastrous. 

“Captain, are we within range?” asked an orange-haired, young man in his  late 20's clad in the dark long coat of a First Order officer. He bore  General's pips on his collar, and matching insignia on his red armband,  right under the Sunburst and Hexagon. This was Armitage Hux, and he was  doing his best to project authority, in spite of his youth... but  compared to the older Onderonian man he was talking to, he was failing  miserably. Wrapped in a dark blood-striped captain's uniform, Captain  Paxton Fell's taller, broader frame commanded far more respect at rest  then Hux could ever hope to achieve during his most impassioned rally  speech. 

“Not just yet, General,” lied Paxton. In spite of being a veteran of the  Galactic Civil War, he had never approved of Base Delta Zero: the  complete glassing of a planet's surface. Using planetkillers simply  crossed a line: The Galaxy may have been vast, but there were only so  many planets capable of sustaining life... 

Boys and their toys, he thought. The veteran could see the  eagerness in Hux's eyes. The young general had said he wanted to make an  example of D'Qar, terrorize the Resistance fleet into surrendering...  but he knew better. Hux had discovered yet another piece of ancient  alien tech and he desperately wanted to see its purposed fulfilled, the  sadistic impulse of an overeager young man, compensating for some  deficit. 

I should have never started the Midway project, he thought. I  should have known that Hux would take a perfectly fine Supercarrier  design and kriff it up with a dreadnought-class particle cannon. 

He looked at the holographic pit at the center of the Bridge, displaying the state of the battle ahead of them. What a kriffing mess, he thought. We should be attacking in waves, not... 

Hux took one look at the holographic battle playing out, and turned to  the bridge's comms officer. “Order our escorts to move in and deploy  their fighter wings!” 

… en masse. Paxton knew Hux was sending good pilots to a meat  grinder, but he knew better than to protest – Hux was a politician with  connections, and he could make Paxton's life very difficult. 

He watched as their escort — Two immense Resurgent-class Star Destroyers  — moved into optimal gun range, that sweet spot where both turbolasers  and ion cannons could be brought to bear, as swarms of TIE/FO space  superiority starfighters were practically being vomited out of their  hangar bays. Between the Resistance cruiser's own plasma flak clouds and  their X-wings and A-wings on point-defense, Paxton knew that the pilots  flying out weren't coming home. In fact, half of the First Order's  fighters had already been lost, along with two out of 8 of the Star  Destroyers committed to the attack. The Resistance, so far, had lost two  cruisers and not even a tenth of their fighters. At tight defense only  Admiral Ackbar could organize. 

Paxton eyed the holograms again, and his well-trained eye found  something interesting amidst the chaos:  a single X-wing, outflying and outgunning the  TIE/SFs caught in the melee. If only they could take that Resistance Ace  out, perhaps they could turn the tide of the battle.... 

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“WHOOOOOOOOO-HOO! Another one bites the dust!” 

Poe let out his cry of victory over the Resistance's primary frequency  as the TIE/SF in his holographic sights burst into flame and crashes on  the hull of a Star Destroyer.