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Mission 16.1: Destruction of Vandos Prime
DESIGNATION: CT-1807
NICKNAME: Scout
RANK: ARC Commander grade I
UNIT: 1st Recon Detachment, 3rd Regiment of the 253rd Elite Legion
"Everyone onboard the captured Providence-Class Dreadnought held their breath as we awaited clearance from the Separatist blockade to enter the planets orbit. Something wasn't right the clankers were taking to long to respond, but before the order to force our way through was given a mechanical voice sounded on the bridges intercom. The droid had given us permission to pass the blockade, we were in the clear, the plan had worked. With a sigh I relaxed and turned leaving the bridge as the crew prepared the ship for the coming battle. We were now behind the Separatist blockade over the planet Vandos prime and in a few hours that blockade and the planet it protected would begin to burn. The 253rd Legion had been discreetly withdrawn from our campaign on Trandosha and reequipped for an off the books mission by order of the Supreme Chancellor himself. A detachment of the Coruscant Guard had supplied us with captured Separatist vessels and codes to infiltrate the planet's orbital defences. From there captured shuttles would ferry us to an atmospheric comm relay station, a textbook op. Despite the simplicity of the operation it was far from textbook, we had been instructed to leave no witnesses to our incursion and under no circumstances could the jedi learn of what we were doing. That bit had left me with an uneasy feeling, why couldn't the Jedi know what we were doing? The security of the Republic is their buisness as much as ours after all. By the time I reached the hangar bay my team was assembled and waiting, some were still making last minute checks to their jetpacks while others were busy finding places in there webbing to put extra blaster power packs and combat knives. Silently I joined them and began to don my gear, a few minutes later we boarded our shuttle and entered the planets upper atmosphere. The shuttle dropped us off underneath the station and just out of range of it's scanners, from there we used our jetpacks to ascend the rest of the way up into the catwalks and maintenance gantries which connected the station's repulsor exhaust vents. The station's guards and crew never saw us coming, we were upon them in an instant blasters and knives flashing as men fell screaming to the surface some distance below. While the majority of my squad took out sentries and assaulted the control room from the air, I landed on a narrow gantry and made my way to a maintenance entrance for the massive vents on the hull of the station next to me. Hitting the door release with one hand I turned and fired at the man running down the gantry torwards me, the impact carried him over the edge. Turning back to the door I slipped inside, to my surprise the room was empty and unopposed I began to place thermal detonators along structural weak points and the machines which covered the walls. The task took only a few seconds and once completed I signaled my team to get topside, it was time to get off this station. As the shuttle climbed to the waiting Dreadnought above the relay station's repulsors exploded into a massive fireball, gravity did the rest of the work and the station plummeted down into the planet below... "
END LOG
A rushed photo before I move into college this afternoon, also the log was written on a phone in the car so I want to apologize for any choppiness.
As of now I think it's safe to say this might be my last build for a while, but we'll see I might be able to throw something together on breaks and what not. Until then criticism is strongly appreciated and tha is for viewing!
- Tommy
Mission 16.1: Destruction of Vandos Prime
DESIGNATION: CT-1807
NICKNAME: Scout
RANK: ARC Commander grade I
UNIT: 1st Recon Detachment, 3rd Regiment of the 253rd Elite Legion
"Everyone onboard the captured Providence-Class Dreadnought held their breath as we awaited clearance from the Separatist blockade to enter the planets orbit. Something wasn't right the clankers were taking to long to respond, but before the order to force our way through was given a mechanical voice sounded on the bridges intercom. The droid had given us permission to pass the blockade, we were in the clear, the plan had worked. With a sigh I relaxed and turned leaving the bridge as the crew prepared the ship for the coming battle. We were now behind the Separatist blockade over the planet Vandos prime and in a few hours that blockade and the planet it protected would begin to burn. The 253rd Legion had been discreetly withdrawn from our campaign on Trandosha and reequipped for an off the books mission by order of the Supreme Chancellor himself. A detachment of the Coruscant Guard had supplied us with captured Separatist vessels and codes to infiltrate the planet's orbital defences. From there captured shuttles would ferry us to an atmospheric comm relay station, a textbook op. Despite the simplicity of the operation it was far from textbook, we had been instructed to leave no witnesses to our incursion and under no circumstances could the jedi learn of what we were doing. That bit had left me with an uneasy feeling, why couldn't the Jedi know what we were doing? The security of the Republic is their buisness as much as ours after all. By the time I reached the hangar bay my team was assembled and waiting, some were still making last minute checks to their jetpacks while others were busy finding places in there webbing to put extra blaster power packs and combat knives. Silently I joined them and began to don my gear, a few minutes later we boarded our shuttle and entered the planets upper atmosphere. The shuttle dropped us off underneath the station and just out of range of it's scanners, from there we used our jetpacks to ascend the rest of the way up into the catwalks and maintenance gantries which connected the station's repulsor exhaust vents. The station's guards and crew never saw us coming, we were upon them in an instant blasters and knives flashing as men fell screaming to the surface some distance below. While the majority of my squad took out sentries and assaulted the control room from the air, I landed on a narrow gantry and made my way to a maintenance entrance for the massive vents on the hull of the station next to me. Hitting the door release with one hand I turned and fired at the man running down the gantry torwards me, the impact carried him over the edge. Turning back to the door I slipped inside, to my surprise the room was empty and unopposed I began to place thermal detonators along structural weak points and the machines which covered the walls. The task took only a few seconds and once completed I signaled my team to get topside, it was time to get off this station. As the shuttle climbed to the waiting Dreadnought above the relay station's repulsors exploded into a massive fireball, gravity did the rest of the work and the station plummeted down into the planet below... "
END LOG
A rushed photo before I move into college this afternoon, also the log was written on a phone in the car so I want to apologize for any choppiness.
As of now I think it's safe to say this might be my last build for a while, but we'll see I might be able to throw something together on breaks and what not. Until then criticism is strongly appreciated and tha is for viewing!
- Tommy