Pete's Expert Summary
My human seems to have acquired yet another box of tiny, colorful plastic bits. They call it "LEGO," a brand I associate with hours of tedious clicking followed by the creation of a static object that is only interesting for the brief moment I can knock it off a shelf. This particular set appears to be a collection of four small, identical-looking soldiers and some sort of ground-based weapon. From my discerning viewpoint, the little figures are prime candidates for being batted under the heaviest furniture, but the true potential lies in the "spring-loaded shooter" on the larger contraption. A device engineered to launch a tiny projectile across the room? While the "building" part is an utter waste of my perfectly good napping schedule, a manually-operated, high-velocity bug-impersonator has... possibilities. It all depends on whether my staff is competent enough to operate it on my command.
Key Features
- Build Your Squadron - With this Star Wars building toy, kids build the Clone Squadron with 4 minifigures and an AV-7 anti-vehicle cannon to recreate The Clone Wars scenes
- Minifigure Battles - This LEGO Star Wars set includes 4 minifigures: an Officer, a Clone Specialist plus 2 Heavy Trooper minifigures, all with elements to design your very own scenes
- Unique Battles - The mighty buildable AV-7 Anti-Vehicle Cannon with a minifigure seat features adjustable legs, a liftable cannon, and spring-loaded shooter for unique battle builds
- Build with Ease - This buildable toy for kids 6+ years old offers an easy-to-follow guide and the LEGO Builder app, a digital version with interactive tools like zoom and rotation to enhance your play
- Perfect Gift - This portable Star Wars travel toy makes a cool birthday or special occasion gift for boys, girls, and fans of Star Wars: The Clone Wars and Star Wars: The Bad Batch
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The Tall One was on the floor again, engaged in that ritual of focused clicking that produces such fragile monuments. I watched from my command post on the velvet armchair, tail twitching in mild irritation at the disturbance. He was assembling a small, gray artillery piece, surrounding it with four identical little troopers in white armor. A new tactical deployment, it seemed. I yawned, unimpressed. His armies were always so stationary, so lacking in the thrill of the chase. I closed my eyes, preparing to file the incident under "Pointless Human Endeavors." A sharp *thwip* noise cut through my impending slumber. My eyes snapped open. A flash of translucent blue had streaked across the living room, ricocheting off the leg of the coffee table with a satisfying *skitter*. My predator brain, usually dormant under layers of pampered ennui, flared to life. What was that? A new species of jewel beetle? A rogue sunbeam given solid form? My gaze darted back to the human and his new contraption. He was grinning, reloading the strange blue object into the cannon's barrel. He had their attention, and now he had mine. I descended from my perch with the fluid grace of a shadow, landing silently on the rug. I approached the theater of operations with caution, my body low to the ground. The little white soldiers stood guard, oblivious. The human, now designated my "Gunner," aimed the weapon. *Thwip!* The blue projectile launched again, this time zipping past my ear and disappearing behind the drapes. The hunt was on. I ignored the Gunner's cooing and the pathetic plastic soldiers, which I summarily knocked over as I passed. They were merely collateral damage in this far more important mission. I dove into the drapes, my paws expertly searching the fabric folds. After a vigorous battle, I emerged victorious, the little blue stud secured firmly under one paw. I looked up at my Gunner, who was already reloading the cannon. A slow blink was my signal: *Again*. He understood. This little plastic weapon system, this "Battle Pack," was not for him or his imaginary wars. It was a sophisticated, high-tech prey launcher, and I, Pete, was its sole, intended operator. It was, I had to admit, a worthy addition to my arsenal.
