-Fury-
Mission: 13.2: Heroes of Muunilinst
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《《《《ACCESSING》》》》
《《《《ACCESS GRANTED》》》》
Oh boy.
I ask myself, how the heck did we get out if this one.
But, somehow we did.
After we cleared the minefield, I was uplinked some devastating information from the frontline- our artillery was being routed entirely by the CIS forces on speeder bikes, causing us to lose valuable territory and ground forces.
Our orders were to advance towards the edge of the city, and then mount up on our own (speeders) and meet them head on.
|CC-4712|Havoc|:"Squad, HQ just relayed the news- our firepower is being decimated by clankers on lance speeders. We're gonna stop 'em, and make 'em pay."
|CT-1274|Fuse:"How? Big boom?"
|CC-4712|Havoc|:"Negative. We're going to take them down their way- returning the favor. Clear?"
|CS-1742|Sabre|: "No sir, not clear not clear!" (laughs)
|CT- 7215|Hatchet|:"Oh Sabre, stop watching so many kriffing holovids dang it. Look, you've even got boss laughing."
|CT-2471|Tango|: "It just never gets old."
|CC-4712|Havoc|: No, it sure doesn't.
Funny.
Can't remember the last time I've laughed like that.
War has a way of doing that.
Truly, some things never change.
As we arrived and reported to HQ, they informed that, although troops were being deployed on speeders, they needed to reinforce the falling number of infantry.
Of course, they found it best suited that, as the leader, I participate in the clash, and that my squad stay back and defend, where needed.
I just get lucky sometimes, ya know?
Well, nothing to it right? Just busting clankers.
Heck, it's my job- I should get used to it.
I prepped the bike- it was an (); it reminded me of my speeder training on Kamino.
This is just a final training exam.
Focus. Concentrate.
I armed my lance, and joined the fellow clones in formation, led by General Kenobi. Heard about him alot in the holonews. My type of guy.
I leaned forward in anticipation, and took a deep breath.
Let's do this.
The General gave the signal, and we took off, the bikes humming in unison, and soon came face to face with the enemy, at first little specks who soon took shape, deadly lances poised for action in the hands of assassin droids.
Never seen them before.
Well, there's a first time for everything.
Everything became a blur.
Explosions filled the my view, screams rang In a my ears, bodies and metal sailed through the air.
Ripping, tearing, stabbing, I sped on- laser bolts peppered the air around me as I neared an edifice taking heavy fire.
No kriffing way.
Resisting the onslaught were none other than my own boys.
Sabre was blasting away on his Z-6, as Tango provided covering fire, while Ratchet wrecked a B1, as Fuse hurled fiery rockets in scores.
Heck, they might be doing better than me.
At that instant, a lone assassin driod swiveled around the bend and darted towards me.
It was a bad idea.
But for whom?
Only one way to find out.
《《《《LOG TERMINATED》》》》
Mission: 13.2: Heroes of Muunilinst
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《《《《ACCESSING》》》》
《《《《ACCESS GRANTED》》》》
Oh boy.
I ask myself, how the heck did we get out if this one.
But, somehow we did.
After we cleared the minefield, I was uplinked some devastating information from the frontline- our artillery was being routed entirely by the CIS forces on speeder bikes, causing us to lose valuable territory and ground forces.
Our orders were to advance towards the edge of the city, and then mount up on our own (speeders) and meet them head on.
|CC-4712|Havoc|:"Squad, HQ just relayed the news- our firepower is being decimated by clankers on lance speeders. We're gonna stop 'em, and make 'em pay."
|CT-1274|Fuse:"How? Big boom?"
|CC-4712|Havoc|:"Negative. We're going to take them down their way- returning the favor. Clear?"
|CS-1742|Sabre|: "No sir, not clear not clear!" (laughs)
|CT- 7215|Hatchet|:"Oh Sabre, stop watching so many kriffing holovids dang it. Look, you've even got boss laughing."
|CT-2471|Tango|: "It just never gets old."
|CC-4712|Havoc|: No, it sure doesn't.
Funny.
Can't remember the last time I've laughed like that.
War has a way of doing that.
Truly, some things never change.
As we arrived and reported to HQ, they informed that, although troops were being deployed on speeders, they needed to reinforce the falling number of infantry.
Of course, they found it best suited that, as the leader, I participate in the clash, and that my squad stay back and defend, where needed.
I just get lucky sometimes, ya know?
Well, nothing to it right? Just busting clankers.
Heck, it's my job- I should get used to it.
I prepped the bike- it was an (); it reminded me of my speeder training on Kamino.
This is just a final training exam.
Focus. Concentrate.
I armed my lance, and joined the fellow clones in formation, led by General Kenobi. Heard about him alot in the holonews. My type of guy.
I leaned forward in anticipation, and took a deep breath.
Let's do this.
The General gave the signal, and we took off, the bikes humming in unison, and soon came face to face with the enemy, at first little specks who soon took shape, deadly lances poised for action in the hands of assassin droids.
Never seen them before.
Well, there's a first time for everything.
Everything became a blur.
Explosions filled the my view, screams rang In a my ears, bodies and metal sailed through the air.
Ripping, tearing, stabbing, I sped on- laser bolts peppered the air around me as I neared an edifice taking heavy fire.
No kriffing way.
Resisting the onslaught were none other than my own boys.
Sabre was blasting away on his Z-6, as Tango provided covering fire, while Ratchet wrecked a B1, as Fuse hurled fiery rockets in scores.
Heck, they might be doing better than me.
At that instant, a lone assassin driod swiveled around the bend and darted towards me.
It was a bad idea.
But for whom?
Only one way to find out.
《《《《LOG TERMINATED》》》》