"You have got to be kidding me," Kanan yelled, but leaned into his own gun and started firing away, thankful that, at the very least, TIEs didn't have shielding and the Ghost's guns were leaps and bounds better than the rock-shooter on the Expedient had been. Another two fighters went down, one of them careening into a third, and almost, almost clearing a place for them to break through, if not for another four swarming in. "How many kriffing fighters can one destroyer carry?!"

Many, Kanan. Many.