Bravebird had been in a similar situation before back on Geonosis, but this was worse. A lot worse. At least he didn’t believe that he was injured this time, though that could just be the adrenaline talking.
After struggling for a couple minutes, he finally dug himself out of the debris. He groaned as he climbed onto what appeared to be his gunship, which was nothing more the scrap metal now.
“Is anyone out there?” He yelled. The hanger bay he stood in seemed completely void of life, though he hoped that there were more survivors buried in the rubble.