Mission 1.1: Evacuation of Rhen Var

DESIGNATION: Protector-018

NICKNAME: Galaar

RANK: ARC Lieutenant Grade 1

UNIT: Vornskr, First Regiment, "Bralor's First", 253rd Elite Clone Legion

 

The Laati's doors flew open as the gunship descended onto the landing platform bellow, the ships characteristic thrumming drowning out the distant sound battle. Galaar checked the seals on his experimental cold assault armor before peering out of the troop bay at the carnage below. The outpost was in complete chaos with clones still clad in their standard phase one armor directing shell shocked civilians towards the incoming dropships, all while dodging incoming artillery fire. The outpost here had originally been used for artifact research and excavation, it was never meant to be permanent and there for it offered very little protection against the Separatist onslaught, everywhere Galaar looked he saw charred bodies amidst the burning tents and excavation equipment, this was no Geonosis, the Seps knew about the Grand Army now, and hadn't taken any chances. As the Laati touched down Galaar leapt from the troop bay, stepping over tightly packed stretchers and approached the 501st Sergeant overseeing the landing pad.

 

"Sergeant! ARC Lieutenant Galaar, Two-Fifty-Third reporting, how can I help?"

 

"ARC troopers? Boy am I glad to see you, we've got droid platoons amassing just outside the temple, my boys gave it their all, but we took quite the beating. Can you get down there and give them a hand?"

 

"Consider it done, Sergeant. We'll hold the line, get your men out of here."

 

"Sir? With all due respect there's an entire army out there."

 

"I'm sure there can't be more than there were on Geonosis Sergeant, pull your boys back, we'll be fine."

 

"Yes Sir. Thank you sir, drinks are on the Five-O-First next time we're back on Kamino!"

 

"You heard the Sergeant Vornskr! Oya! Oya! Let's show these Seppies why they should have just surrendered after Geonosis!"

 

With a cheer the small group of clone scouts designated as "Vornskr" by their Mandalorian instructor took off from the landing platform, running against the stream of battered clones and frightened civilians leaving Bravo Base. The Troopers ran in a wedge with Galaar at it's front, his dual DC-17 pistols drawn and at the ready. Reaching the edge of the Base along the eastern wall of an ancient Jedi temple, Vornskr came face to face with what appeared to several companies of B1 Battle Droids with DSD1 and AATs providing heavy support. Positioning themselves amidst the ruins the Troopers began to prepare themselves for battle, unslinging rocket launchers and other heavy weapons, before hastily digging in. Galaar turned and addressed his men, leading them in an ancient Mandalorian battle chant, which had been passed on to them by Fenn Bralor.

 

"Oya'cye

Kyr'am

Mare'cye

Darasuum

Oya! Oya!"

 

And with those words Vornskr was ready, each trooper knew that they alone were all that stood between their brothers, the evacuation and the droid horde. Leveling his blaster pistols Galaar gave the command and Vornskr opened fire...

 

 

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Mission 1.1, to think that the original Mission 1.1 for the 253rd was almost seven years ago, that's just crazy. It's been one hell of a journey, and I hope for it to continue. I've only got a couple more weeks left of this semester, so hopefully by May I'll have the other two parts of Mission 1 posted as well as a couple other projects. Anyway, if you guys are interested in joining the 253rd just leave a comment bellow and either myself or one of our mods will give you the run down. Until then, thanks for stopping by and have a good one!

 

Remember to stop by again later to check out the story!

 

- Tommy

 

Translation of the Mandalorian battle chant:

 

"Life

Death

Revelation

Eternity

Let's live! Let's hunt!"

Done