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Mission 1.2
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Protector-312
Rank: ARC Sergeant
Nickname: Shogun
253rd legion, Pride of Mandalore
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//The gunship doors slid shut as killi hoisted himself onboard. The engine roared as the bird glided off, narrowly missing blaster shots. Shogun looked behind, mourning all that was lost. The troopers stood silently in the cabin, still in shock. Only interrupted by the voice of the pilot cackling on the com.
“New orders straight from the general, we’re heading 3 clicks north to the jedi temple.”
“Why? There’s nothing there.”
“Apparently, whatever attacked Bravo base ran in there.”
Shogun glanced at his squad. Then glanced back.
“Members of the 501st legion have already begun searching, they say the assailant has files on some ‘Ulic Qel-Droma’”
“Ulic Qel-Droma.”
After a period of silence, the gunship landed in the snow, sending a ripple of snow off of the cliff’s face. The doors of the gunship slid open, revealing shogun along with his men. Shogun stepped into the snow, sinking into the ground, and paused as his eyes dilated to the sea of white all around.
Shogun gestured with his hands. Corvus squad moved out.
Blunt walked into the temple, becoming drenched in darkness. He stepped in, eyes adjusting as he walked. He activated the floodlights on his helmet, along with the rest of his squad. He looked around, then paused and glanced into the abyss. Shogun was soon to follow, shifting to his right with visible confusion. Was that, laughter? Wind? Or silence.
A loud “CRASH!”
Shogun and his men stood still, paralised in fear. His hand shifted into a fist, signalling his men to move out. They dashed towards the origin of the sound, still echoing against the cavern walls. Shogun stopped, recognizing two members of the 501st standing straight ahead, then, he noticed something else. Directly above the troopers, a black cloaked figure, perched on the neck of a leaning statue.
“Troopers! Above you!”
The two troopers slightly arched back, not even having time to see the crimson red blade that sliced both heads clean off their bodies. The glowing blade retracted into the handle, along with the figure to the shadows. Shogun ran towards the bodies, necks still smoking from the heat of the saber, then looked towards the ground. Footsteps.//
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Mission 1.2
||Mission 1.2||
Protector-312
Rank: ARC Sergeant
Nickname: Shogun
253rd legion, Pride of Mandalore
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//The gunship doors slid shut as killi hoisted himself onboard. The engine roared as the bird glided off, narrowly missing blaster shots. Shogun looked behind, mourning all that was lost. The troopers stood silently in the cabin, still in shock. Only interrupted by the voice of the pilot cackling on the com.
“New orders straight from the general, we’re heading 3 clicks north to the jedi temple.”
“Why? There’s nothing there.”
“Apparently, whatever attacked Bravo base ran in there.”
Shogun glanced at his squad. Then glanced back.
“Members of the 501st legion have already begun searching, they say the assailant has files on some ‘Ulic Qel-Droma’”
“Ulic Qel-Droma.”
After a period of silence, the gunship landed in the snow, sending a ripple of snow off of the cliff’s face. The doors of the gunship slid open, revealing shogun along with his men. Shogun stepped into the snow, sinking into the ground, and paused as his eyes dilated to the sea of white all around.
Shogun gestured with his hands. Corvus squad moved out.
Blunt walked into the temple, becoming drenched in darkness. He stepped in, eyes adjusting as he walked. He activated the floodlights on his helmet, along with the rest of his squad. He looked around, then paused and glanced into the abyss. Shogun was soon to follow, shifting to his right with visible confusion. Was that, laughter? Wind? Or silence.
A loud “CRASH!”
Shogun and his men stood still, paralised in fear. His hand shifted into a fist, signalling his men to move out. They dashed towards the origin of the sound, still echoing against the cavern walls. Shogun stopped, recognizing two members of the 501st standing straight ahead, then, he noticed something else. Directly above the troopers, a black cloaked figure, perched on the neck of a leaning statue.
“Troopers! Above you!”
The two troopers slightly arched back, not even having time to see the crimson red blade that sliced both heads clean off their bodies. The glowing blade retracted into the handle, along with the figure to the shadows. Shogun ran towards the bodies, necks still smoking from the heat of the saber, then looked towards the ground. Footsteps.//
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