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17.4 Riots on Corellia

..::LOG ENTRY 17.4::..

 

Corellia.

 

Durge. I'd never faced him, but the stories told of him are a Clone's worst nightmare. Furthermore, the sewers are playing havoc with our communications equipment.

 

"Lieutenant, These guys are still alive!" came Easys voice. I could see the Durge's silhouette from the storm drain get larger and larger. We were running out of time. Squads of fully trained ARC troopers have failed to bring Durge down, what chance do I have against this beast with a squad of rookies!.

 

I moved back to Reaper squads position and knelt down by the injured troopers they'd found. It was the remains of Spectre squad, they'd be sent to find Alpha-19, just like we had.

 

We have no heavy ordnance, nothing that would touch Durge if the stories were to be believed and we have no detonators left. This is a suicide mission.

 

"Listen up squad! Take the injured and get out of here. Get a message back to command. Make sure they know where Durge is and get some ordnance down here to deal with him! Go. NOW!"

 

"But...." started the entire squad.

 

"I SAID NOW!"

 

Hesitantly, Reaper squad helped up the remnants of Spectre squad and headed to the surface. I turned and headed back towards Durge. Hopefully I'll buy them enough time."

 

As I entered the storm drain, it was clear to see that the rumours were true, Durge was huge and easily towered over me. Without hesitation, I open fired. The blasts just deflected off his armour, and those that hit him did little good. He just continued to walk toward me.

 

His walk became a run and he charged at me with inhuman speed. I continued to fire shot after shot at him. As he was about to collide with me I dived to one side, but he was ready. He reached out with a tree-like limb and delivered a blow to my helmet sending me crashing into the ground. I quickly got to my feet, something was wrong. I felt no pain, but my vision was blurred and I could feel the drips of blood run down my nose, I felt the dent in my helmet on my cheek, and my visor had been smashed clean of the helmet.

 

Trying to regain my senses, I tried to turn to face the monster, but my feet couldn't feel the ground. Looking down, I realised I was being held in the air. I couldn't feel the pressure of Durges hand on the back of my neck. He launched me into the air. I hit the wall of the drain and smashed into the floor once more. A sharp pain shot through my leg as I tried to stand up. Something was broken.

 

At this point, I had no clue what was going on. I turned to try and get my bearings, but I couldn't see in the murk of the sewer. I heard a voice mutter, "impressive" and it was swiftly followed by a heavy impact to my chest that sent me into the wall for a second time. I fell, face first into the ground. This was it, the end of the war for me.

 

 

I could make out muffled voices coming from the entrance to the storm drain. I tried to look up. Even through the haze, I could pick out the white armour of my brothers. The republic was here!

 

From the cover of the entrance, several clones lay down covering fire. The beast that was Durge seemed to instantly forget I was there as he disappeared in a volley of fire. The troopers were covering my escape, but I couldn't move.

 

No, I was wrong. They weren't covering me.

 

A clone trooper had made a break from cover down the far side of the storm drain. With renewed hope, the adrenaline started to pump through my body again, lifting the haze slightly. That was no random trooper, that was Trigger!

 

Trigger dived toward a prone ARC Trooper while Durge continued to recoil from the heavy volley of fire. As Trigger reached the trooper, he reached down and scooped up the dead troopers RPS-6. Hoisting the rocket launcher onto his shoulder, and barely with time to aim, he fired a rocket straight at the retreating beast. I couldn't make out what happened to Durge. Reaper squad and Spectre squad continued to cover Triggers reload. Trigger hoisted up the rocket launcher once more and fired a second time. My head span, and I blacked out.

 

 

..::END ENTRY::..

 

 

Cage woke up in the medical bay on an un-comfy cot. A trooper I recognised from Spectre squad sat on a stool at the far end of the cot.

 

"Ah, you're awake boss!"

 

"Boss?"

 

"That's right. The remains of Spectre squad have been assigned to you. Sergeant Deano, at your service Boss" Deano extended his hand for a handshake, but quickly pulled it back seeing Cage was a little too rough to move.

 

Cage was visibly panicked.

 

"Where is Reaper Squad?"

 

"Oh, don't you worry about those guys. They were the only guys who faced Durge and aren't in the medical bay. We owe them our lives. How are you feeling?"

 

"Rough. Better knowing Reaper Squad are ok. They really came out unscathed?"

 

"Yeah, your boy Trigger drove Durge back. We dragged your sorry behind up and got the hell outta there! What was it Bench said? That's it. 'We all go home, or nobody goes home!'. Bench practically dragged us back for you."

 

"They disobeyed orders...."

 

".... They saved your life! And several other troopers too. For rookies, they really showed the seppies that we are made of sterner stuff! I know you thought you were protecting them, trying to stop command from wasting lives of good clones, but this is what we were made for. The moment Bench learned that we had taken a rocket launcher with us, he insisted we could help you. And he was right. I know you're a 'by the book' kinda guy, but you can't protect your squad from commands decisions. Just trust that Reaper squad are capable clones and use them sensibly instead of sending them out the way."

 

Cage pondered Deanos words. He remembered Spectre squad was lead by ARC Captain Nate, he had trained with Nate when he joined the ranks of the ARC Troopers.

 

"What happened to Nate?"

 

"He didn't make it, that's why we were assigned to you. But your 'rookies' did what the rest of us couldn't and held back Durge. I think it's time you stopped calling them rookies. I'm going to go tell the staff you're awake."

 

Deano moved to leave and stopped at the door, he turned back.

 

"Oh, and one more thing. You're going to need new armour, the last set you had was shattered into splinters."

 

He left the room.

 

Cage pondered for a moment and then muttered to himself.

 

"Well if command aren't going to protect us, then maybe I shouldn't do things 'by the book' anymore."

 

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