Carnage

Our squad pushed threw the stream as artillery hit over our heads. While crossing the stream we lost several to an X-wing, we didn't check the water density and acid level. Our temperature seal broke and most of us lost our night vision due to water passing the seal in our helmets. The mud around us slowed our pace to a staggering slow speed. Upon the shore we took more casualties. I could hear the faint sound of the imperial alarm warning us we where retreating. Our squad leaders beacon had been totaled when we crossed. We panicked shouting and looking for others. The familiar sound of imperial dropships leaving were heard. Once realizing we had been left it was fight or flight. My squad chose flight. Live another day. Survive on our own.

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