Dark Dragoons Mission: Atraken



Type: Desolate Wasteland
Temperature: Cool (from -20 to 25 Centigrade)
Atmosphere: Type III (breath mask required)
Hydrosphere: Arid
Gravity: Standard
Terrain: Wasteland
Length of Day: 20 standard hours
Length of Year: 304 local days
System: Kattellyn (Parmel Sector)
Star: Kattellyn (yellow)

Moons:
Trilos - primary satellite of Atraken; Atrakenite Guild of Miners is the government in charge of maintaining order on the moon, which has become the last major home to the Atrakenite people
- multiple underground cities house the refugees of the home planet who had nowhere else to go
Doulous - barren moon; slightly inhabited by two underground colonies
Mrykos - barren moon; home to five small mining faciliities

Atraken Basics



Starport Touchdown - main spaceport on Atraken before the Clone Wars.  It has been mostly abandoned but often used by those making planetary shipments.  Do NOT expect any services.

New Atraken City - this was the capital city, the remaining functioning part lies a half kilometer below the surface of the planet and supports a small mining and industrial community.  The aboveground city is devoid of life due to the chemical and biological weapons used against it. Population: 40,000.

Old Mine - The first mine established by the original colonists, it now supports the small manufacturing industry on the planet.  Population: 10,000.



New mines are located through the western hemisphere, composed of pressurized domes which house up to 180 workers.  This is the future of a new Atrakan economy and is about the only thing mostly pacifist locals will fight for.

History:
One of the first battlegrounds of the Clone Wars (News Report), Atraken was bombarded by chemical, biological, and nuclear weapons as poorly supplied Republic forces used every means available to defeat Confederation forces, who responded in kind.  The resulting battles killed over 90% of the local population, leaving the planet a useless shell. 

Most survivors either died from the resultant chaos or went underground.  Others managed to make it to Republic refugee camps, the rest made it as far as the mining colonies on Trilos, where the new peace-loving society emerged.  Staying out of the rest of the Clone Wars, the locals have similarly not taken sides in the recent Civil War, making themselves as isolated and self-sufficient as possible.

Indeed, until the most recent reports of anti-Imperial activity on the planet, no Imperial or New Republic database even showed an inhabited group in the Kattellyn system.  It is hoped that any mission to eliminate the outside presence will be done at the least harm to the local population.  They have suffered enough.

Mission Outline - Atraken

I.  Situation     
A.  Enemy Forces           
(1)  Situation (enemy, weather, and terrain)
    a. Enemy
       Enemy force is three (3) company strength light infantry
       Is augmented by reclaiming old units destroyed during Clone Wars fighting.  This will be primarily Confederation equipment in need of fresh wiring, circuitry, and power.  Armor will be significantly diminished by acidic nature of planetary weather.
    b. Weather
       Though weather patterns have stabilized over the past half century, the planet is still subject to strong storms.  Consider nearly anything to be acidic and poisonous to human life.  Be advised of large pockets of radioactive zones which are to be considered hazardous to all known lifeforms.
    c. Terrain
       Much of Atraken was highly urbanized before the clone wars.  Much of the rest of the planet was composed of highlands and large mountain ranges.  Consider travel to be difficult and tedious through the urban debris fields or through the rocky areas outside of the old cities.
(2)  Capabilities
    Enemy forces are not likely to have support of population any more than Imperial forces.  Consider all Atrakanians neutral. Therefore, opposing forces can only operate out of areas they control, using light infantry and whatever mechanized units they can recover from battlefield debris.
(3)  Probable course of action
    Destroy the enemy's main force and the reclamation station.
B.  Friendly Forces         
    Only known Imperial elements on the ground will be Dark Dragoons squad.   

C.  Attachments 

II.  Mission.  Who, what, when, why, where (coordinates) 
A. Who
Various elements of forces opposing the Vast Empire have been discovered scouring the planet Atraken for parts.  The resultant debris leftover from the Clone Wars battles on this planet have left what has been guessed at anywhere from one to two army corps of automated battle droids, walkers, and fighting vehicles. While none of this is any match for a modern army, it would represent a large occupying army for a lightly armed planet; namely the VE home planets should any of our forces be pulled away.
The goal is to find and destroy those working at two reported reclamation centers and to destroy any means of recovery.  Additional goals are to discover what work has been completed and if any successful units have left the planet.

B. What/When/Where
What success has been made and how long ago were off-planet shipments made and to where?

C. Why
Why Atraken and are there other such efforts on other planets?  Why has such an opposition force grown against the VE?

III.  Execution     
      At the discretion of the squad leader (notes to follow)   

IV.  Service support     
A.  Supply         
(1)  Rations
    One (1) week basic rations per person plus two (2) weeks of squad rations per vehicles.
(2)  Uniform and equipment 
    Standard Imperial armor and weaponry.  Additional armor kits are available as personal protection is mandatory when operating on Atraken.
(3)  Arms and ammunition
    Standard Imperial load X2 to include the following:
-Standard Stormtrooper armor
-Stormtrooper II Carbines
-A-280 Armor-piercing Rifles
-Ration Packs
-Grenades
-Vibroblades

(4)  Captured material 
    To be destroyed on site or loaded onto vehicles.  Allow no Imperial equipment to fall into enemy hands.
B.  Transportation 
    1 (One) LAVr QH-7 Chariot, 2 (Two) ULAVs - to be delivered at predetermined drop location.
C.  Medical evacuation 
    A weekly run has been established to Atraken using an Imperial Center front company.  This is likely the only entry and egress method possible.
D.  Personnel
    Dark Dragoons squad
E.  Prisoners of war 
    Either turned over to local authorities if a crime has been committed or left out in the wastelands.

V.  Command and signal     
A.  Signal         
    To be determined by squad leader 
B.  Command         
(1)  Commander leader location 
    With squad
(2)  Chain of Command
    SGM Demi Wraith, then appointed Fire Team Leaders

Resource material courtesy of:
Star Wars Planet Collection, West End Games, copyright 1994
Star Wars Insider, Issue 67, Paizo Publishing
Completely Unofficial Star Wars Encyclopedia

Demi Wraith kept his eyes on the ground and concentrated on the itch on the back of his neck, he kept scratching until the itch was gone. He was not used to wearing old worn out clothing. But he and the rest of the squad had to do their part by posing as miners, so that they wouldn't draw any unnecessary attention to themselves and the mission.

Demi looked up from the floor and examined each of his troops in his mind. He had a mixture of experienced, inexperienced, and a couple of slacking troopers. Senior Sergeant Shadow was the strong and silent type. A very reliable soldier and veteran on the battlefield, he can hold his own in combat. Corporal Kjerri and Sergeant TK-112, have much potential in them. Each of them has some combat experience. Both of them are good troopers overall. Private First Class Jazzstratus and Serce are both new members of the squad, they just graduated from the academy.  Both are green and have no combat experience.

Hmmm...I might have to assign each one to Kjerri and TK-112, just to show them the ropes.

Demi turned his head to the right and looked at the last two troopers. He let out a sigh and shook his head, they were already asleep. Private First Class Ares and Lance Corporal Flame are the laziest troopers he has seen ever since he became squad leader. Even though they have some combat experience, their attitude and recklessness will get them killed. Demi isn't sure how they could have graduated from the academy.

After Demi examined each trooper, he took out his datapad and reviewed the mission objectives. First the Dark Dragoons are to pick up their squad equipment once they have landed in the starport. Next they are to rendezvous with an Imperial scout team stationed in an abandoned city. Main objective is to eliminate enemy's main force and the reclamation station. After analyzing the mission notes and objectives Demi put away the datapad.

Demi looked at his squad again. I might have to assign Fire Team Leaders for this mission. Hmm...lets see I'll assign TK-112 as one and...lets see...Kjerri as the other. This'll be good experience for both of them. I'll assign Jazzstratus and Ares to TK and Serce and Flame to Kjerri. And as for Shadow he'll be my back up.

Demi got up from his seat and stood in the middle of the room and gave a review of the mission objective and assigned the fire teams. The Bargaining Chip reached Atraken and made its way into the planet's surface. The ship is about to enter the starport and Demi was itching to change back to his stormtrooper armor, he couldn't stand the itching much longer.

Alright guys we've landed, time to get ready for action. Demi said as he got up from his seat. A grin appeared on Demi's face as he walked out the room. It's been awhile since his last mission, he's going to enjoy this mission very much.

[OOC]AWOL troopers are expected to be killed off [/OOC]

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Sergeant Major Duran "Demi Wraith" Driscoll
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SL/SGM Demi Wraith/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [ES:2] [EW:1] [GC] [IG]
CM/DJK Demi Wraith/Lion 1-5/mSSD Atrus/VEDJ/VE
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"In my eyes, I see you burning..." -Divinity Destroyed
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You can CRAM people into the Chariot.  Figure room for an extra four uncomfortable people. And the ULAVs carry three people, also uncomfortably.  Trust me, I've done this before.  If you want, I can change the Chariot to something else that is bigger, but slower.

[OOC: Sory my bad /OOC]
 
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TRP David "TK-112" Bowman
Sergeant - SIG NAZI
Squad Leader Assistant
1.2SQD Vast Empire Army
TRP/SGT TK-112/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
"A Sergeant without a squad...that is sad..."

  Lost looked ahead, humming to himself , the musty-heat held by his tank kept a constant sweat running from his forehead, that kept a constant sting in his eyes. As he squinted , he saw no more than a few miles off what appeared to be a vehicle. The thought of seeing his men again, got him chomping at the bit. As he sped in the direction of the vehicle, he noticed it was in-fact. the quite-large Bargaining Chip . He muttered to himself "well this must be them," he was surprised by the sound of a human voice, though even his own he had not heard the sound in days. The anticipation of the presence of others, possibly even someone to help him man the one rusty turreted medium blaster cannon, on his aged Repulsortank, was enough to put a seldom-seen smile on his face. As he neared the vehicle, he wondered, as he so often did, what they would think of him. Them, arriving there in that fancy new ship, they seemed to be the cream-of-the-crop. Whereas he must seem like an old man, gone solo in his old tank too long. His appereance was anything but self-satisfying, he was tired of these itchy, ragged old miner's clothes. He couldn't wait to be cleaned up and put back in uniform. As he stepped out of the tank and hopped down, he first noticed the fresh air, and the long-awaited cold wind to his overheated body. He then noticed Senior Sergeant Shadow looking at him, with a tired, yet happy expression on his face, he walked over to shake his old friend's hand. "Good to see you again" said Shadow, Lost grinned as he replied in turn with the same words. "C'mon now, we better get you back in uniform and de-briefed on current plans. We don't have alot of time". Lost followed Shadow to the giant ship, where in a small locker, was stored his uniform and other private possesions. He thanked Shadow as he walked out to finish getting ready himself. He stood for a minute, holding his uniform, again smiling. He proceeded to get dressed and packed as quickly as possible, the last thing he would want to do is keep the men waiting any longer than necessary. Before he finished getting ready, PFC Serce and Corporal Kjerii both stopped in to welcome him back and offer any possible services, he was thankful for there incouraging attitudes and general helpfullness. By the time he was packed and ready, he walked out only to find everyone standing around, apparently waiting on him and him alone. He began to apolegize, but before he could finish Sergeant TK-112 cut in "No no, it's fine, you just arrived late, welcome back Lost. Now men... we go..."

[OOC]Posting as Kuin[/OOC]

Kuin sat in a booth in the far back corner of the Last Resort cantina.  He had used the front money provided by the local office to purchase an underground repair facility at the starport.  That and some simple household items had provided him a room.  Atraken was not a traveller's paradise and those boasted not even one hotel.  Apparently you were supposed to stay in your ship or just leave as soon as possible.

This was not entirely an option he was beyond considering. Then again, he had not left Cinn's organization without a good reason.  Being basically on the run from every legal authority had its disadvantages, no matter how well his former employer took care of his people.  After awhile it was good to have a home that, aside from natural accidents, was likely to stay in the same place for awhile.  Eventually, if he did well, he would get that chance with Imperial Center.

For now though he had to stay in rubble-strewn Outer Rim hellhole like this place where the only safe way to live was underground like profoggs.  At least he wasn't up amongst the storms like the troopers he had come in with.

Now THAT was a strange ride.  Coming down on the Bargaining Chip and getting his last credit slip from Cinn's accounts, then offloading with the mix of green and highly cynical veteran stormtroopers...all miserable without their armor on.  Their mood had improved when forced to don protective suits and helmets...something about feeling naked without a layer of Impervium or something armor-plated.  Freaks.

Then they met up with the local cutouts hired by IC, as well as the grizzled old trooper driving that old wreck of a repulsortank.  At least it seemed to be a wreck until he powered it up.  The armor might be scored and the weapons and navigation systems sloppy, but he had managed to make that sucker purr like it had just left the factory.

After provisioning, it took the better part of a day to make the 30 klick journey through the ruined landscape to the crates dropped by the ship on the way in.  Kuin and the two locals waited until the squad had checked out an okayed their vehicles and headed out to rendevous with the Imperial scout team.  SGM Demi Wraith had slid him a datacard with some instructions that he wanted prepared before the squad's return.  Then the trio manned their landspeeders and headed back to New Atraken City while the squad went about their business.

Kuin had finally left the duo of IC agents to their own devices and headed to here, the nearest cantina, to read his datacard and ponder his life's decisions in private.

The ULAVs hovered slowly, cautiously scouting the perimiter. Fire Team 1 which consisted of SGT TK-112, PFC Ares and PFC Jazzstratus lead the convoy, to alert the group of any danger.

"Uuh, Sarge..." Jazz whispered onto his comlink.
"Aye PFC?" TK replied.
"According to the radar, there are some kind of...creatures about two clicks away from here..." Jazz pointed out.
"Aye an-what the hell? this place in un-breathable without some kind of air purifier!" TK said in a suprised manner.
"Yes sarge, but these..."things" are moving in closer, from the rear" Jazz informatively replied.
"Ares, can you see anything?" TK asked.
"Not that I can see of sarge, oh wait I think I see something, Sarge, they're similar to spiders, we should call for back up." Ares replied.
"No, if they come, the whole squad will be screwed, Jazz, tell them to re-route. I'll move us out of here." TK ordered.
"Aye Sarge, Chariot one this is FT1-Stratus, do you copy over" Jazz whispered onto the comlink.
"This is CH1-Shadow, what's going on PFC?" Shadow replied.
"Sergeant, path one is not open, we detect spider like creatures, tell the Sergeant Major to re-route the convoy. We'll get back to you soon, over" Jazz briefed.
"Where's your Sergeant PFC?" Demi asked
"He's trying to get the ULAV out of immediate danger Sergeant Major!" Jazz replied.
"Well quit waggerin your ass and get him on!" Demi ordered.
"Yes Sergeant Major!" The young PFC replied.

The ULAV sped out at it's maximum capability, at TK's maximum capability. He was only given basic training for speeders and would much rather be in walkers, but the situation is critical. With Ares firing rounds at every turn. With every rounds missing the targets at every shot. The team finally made it back to the convoy without being harmed...
 
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TRP David "TK-112" Bowman
Sergeant - SIG NAZI
Squad Leader Assistant
1.2SQD Vast Empire Army      ,,,,,
"The VE's youngest member d-_-b"
TRP/SGT TK-112/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
"Lead, Follow or get the hell out of the way!- General Patton"

Lost came to a stop a few feet behind Demi_Wraith and Shadow, trying desperately to catch his breath without anyone noticing how truly out of shape he was. "Guess i've spent too many years in that tank" he muttered to himself. As soon as he began to catch his breath and gather his composure ... he heard Demi --
  "Everyone spread out! Keep your gaurd up, looks like we're in a hostile area here..."
Lost's first reaction was that there was enemy approaching. He readied his gun and himself immidiately and crouched down in preperation for an attack, as he had so many times before. After looking around, and hearing nothing but silence ... he realized that they were in no immidiate danger.
He turned to Shadow, "What's going on?". "That's going on" Shadow replied as he pointed to the dead scout.
Lost didn't move, he didn't even lose a breath. He had seen unfortunate men such as this one too many times in his day... He was completely unphased.
  "Well, what do you think happened ?" Kjerri said in a nervous tone. "I don't know exactly, a battle with droids --." Replied Demi in a stern, yet shaken voice. "All I know is that we're obviously in hostile territory and need to find the two other squads ASAP." Lost nodded in agreement as he took out his canteen and took a few swigs, proceeding to poor a bit on his face.
  "Alright men, let's MOVE OUT!" yelled Demi. Lost immidiatley grew weary at the mere' thought of more running. But he strapped his canteen back on and slowly got into the well-known fast paced jog. As he was running, Lost realized that he had a nervous feeling in his stomach, felt "uneasy" about the whole situation... Though relatively quiet and fairly shy, Lost almost always held high confidence during missions, this was the first time in a long time he had a bad feeling about a mission... and it had him a little edgy. But as he ran, he thought to himself; "Nah... Nothing will happen, with our group of soldiers, intel, and mobility, I'm sure nothing will happen..." He soon convinced himself out of worrying about the matter and began to refocus his thoughts on his loss of breath and cramps in his sides. But as he ran more and more with the squad, he realized that the "bad feeling" was still there...
 
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TRP/LCP LostSoldier/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE

"Argh, **** son..." TK muttered to himself.
"Ares, just lay down and pretend to be dead" Demi ordered.

The squad moved swiftly through the ruins of this abandoned town. One by one, covering each other, as if they were playing leap frog. Finally they came to a stop.

Ares was laying down in the middle of the town square, surrounded by buildings.

It was layed out like an entrance way.

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      |        |[T]
  ----        ----
  /               
|        x        |
                  /
----          ----
    |===    |
    |  S      | [T]

Legend
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[T] Tower
== Sandbags
S    Squad Position
x    Ares

There are two towers overlooking the area, the squad is starting to think that there is a sniper positioned in the opposite tower.

After a while, DW finally decided that the squad rescues Ares.
Or at least get him out of there...

"TK, do you think you can get up that tower and provide us some cover while we get him out?" DW asked.
"Well Sarge, it's hard to say, i'm not a sniper..." TK replied.
"I'm not asking you to snipe anything, maybe open fire at that other tower, keep that sniper busy..." DW pointed out
"I should be able to that...." TK mumbled
"Good, take your fireteam two and Lost with you, we'll move as soon as you start firing." DW ordered.
"OK, FIRETEAM 2 LISTEN UP! Weapons on me! Lost, you're coming with us!" TK ordered.

"Yes sergeant" they whispered.

The team went up the set of stairs, slowly getting tired after every step. After about three minutes of running, they've finally gotten into the half-way point.

"I can barely see the sniper..." Serce mumbled.
"Well keep going up" TK ordered.

The Fireteam started running again, with LostSoldier falling behind.

"You two go up and secure the area, Lost you ok!?" TK said
"Yes, I'm fine, been a while since i ran like this." Lost replied.

After another three minutes of hard sprinting the Fireteam finally reached the top. They can see the enemy sniper, clearly. Luckily, the sniper is surveying the ground and not the other tower.

The Fireteam got their weapons ready...
"Ok, listen up, keep your pressure at that tower over there until the Sergeant Major is safely back in his position, don't slack off, I want fire superiority!" TK briefed out

The fireteam opened fire at the command, in the same time, DW also deployed a smoke screen in the town square, completely engulfing the area in smoke.

After about thirty seconds, DW finally gave the signal that we are pulling back...temporarily...

The squad pulled back to a building around five hundred meters from the town square.
TK and Shadow was inside a room trying their best to treat Ares. DW came into the room...

"How is he?" he asked.
"No hope Sarge" Shadow replied.
"Hmm, He was pretty good in his last days" TK said.
"Well boys, these are fine men we're serving with. Without them, you just won't survive in these battlefields." DW pointed out.
"Yes Sarge, so what'll be of our next move?" TK asked.
"Well we can't really move on, that square is our only "safe" path. But, with that sniper hanging on, we just can't push on" DW briefed them.
"Damn that sniper, there's got to be a better way..." TK mumbled
"Well Sarge, since we have some A-280s, why don't we just open fire at him, since the bullets will go through the wall it's bound to hit him." Shadow suggested.
"Good thinking, I'll take the command team up that tower, From there we'll start opening our gates, all A-280s are on me" Shadow said.
"Aye, Fireteam one and two will come with me to the other tower. Once we get there, Fireteam two will guard the other side of the square while my Fireteam goes up that tower, frag it, and clear for anything else that survived in there" TK said.
"Good, I'll keep fire supperiority while you guys cross" Shadow replied.
       
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      |2    [1->|[S]
  ----      ----++
  /  ()            +
|        ()      | +
      ()  ()      /+
----          ----  +
    |===    |    +
    |          |    [C]

Legend
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[S] Sniper
== Sandbags
[C]Command Team, on tower
2  Fireteam two
1->Fireteam one, advancing
|/ Opposition Tower, Frag target
++ Fire Superiority Target line
()  Possible Opposition Sniper hot targets.
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TRP David "TK-112" Bowman
Sergeant - SIG NAZI
Squad Leader Assistant
1.2SQD Vast Empire Army
TRP/SGT TK-112/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
"Lead, Follow or get the hell out of the way!- General Patton"

After the recent happenings, Fireteam one only has two troopers. A Sergeant and his PFC, It was the Sergeant's second mission, and the PFC's first...

The Squad assembled near their vehicles, Demi was already inside the chariot.

"Hey Jazz, don't tighten the cannon, we'll bring it along next time we get into action." TK Ordered.
"Err, Sarge, would'nt it be a bit to heavy to carry around?" The young PFC asked.
'Son, I had to carry an MRB-10, during a two clicks Trench Assault. And I had to srpint throught the damn trenches while opening fire. But that's Ord Durral" TK chuckled.
"We're moving in Five minutes everyone, Five Minutes!" DW informed through his ComLink.
"Ok, everyone, Equipment Check!" TK sounded off.
"Corporal 2, Is Ready!" Kjerri shouted.
"PFC 3, Is Ready!" Jazz shouted.
"Lance Corporal 4, Is Ready!" Serce shouted.
"SERGEANT 5, IS READY!" TK shouted.
"Lance Corporal 6, Is Ready!" Lost shouted.
"S-Sergeant 7, Is Ready!" Shadow shouted.
"Lance Corporal 8, Is Ready!" Flame shouted.
"S-Sergeant 9, Is Ready!" DJ shouted.
"All right get your ass onto your Vehicles!" TK ordered.

"yes Sarge!"

Just as they were about to mount their vehicles,
A flash came from the town striking TK's hand.
With an instantanious timing the squad began firing back.

"Everyone seize fire!" Shadow shouted.
"Argh crap!" TK grunted.
"Are you ok?" Shadow asked.
"Yeah, but my gun's not..." TK replied as he pointed towards the hole in his gun.
"The man has been caught sergeant" Kjerri informed.

TK looked up and saw boy, about sixteen years old, wearing a rugged brown uniform. a metalic vest, a helm and a really old breath mask.

"He was equipped with this Sarge" Kjerri said as he handed over a gun.

The gun was old...
It wasn't  a blaster, it was like, a very old slugthrower, that can fire very fast.

"What do you call this gun son?" TK asked
"Thompson SMG..." He replied
"I'll be keeping this for a while then..." TK mumbled
"Errr. Sarge, Here are some ammunition for that weapon" Kjerri informed as he handed over ten clips.
"This should do me for a while, take him to the Sergeant Major, see what he wants to do with this guy...And Corporal, you are very informative today" TK said

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TRP David "TK-112" Bowman
Sergeant - SIG NAZI
Assistant Squad Leader
1.2SQD Vast Empire Army 
TRP/SGT TK-112/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE

"Oi Kjerri bring me that Heavy Repeater Rifle while you're there!" TK ordered.

After about three minutes everyone was ready except for TK and Jazz. They were trying to get the cannon off and replacing it with the repeater  rifle.

"Sergeant, we can't waste anymore time!" Demi spoke onto his Comlink.
"Sergeant Major, we might have some problems with the ULAV, please do go ahead, we will catch up as soon as possible" TK replied.
"Roger That, but get your butt out of this area as soon as you got it under control" Demi ordered.
"Yes Sergeant Major" TK replied.

It took the two a while to finally get the ULAV's weapon control to work with the rifle. with the Rifle on the back and an extra cannon on the front. They sped off to catch up with the Squad.

"Hey Sarge, isn't that mine far" Jazz asked.
"I wouldn't say far, but it's around 20Kms" TK calmly replied.
"Looks like we've got a bit of catching up to do Sarge." Jazz informed.
"Aye, what! the they can't go that fast!" TK shouted in a surprised manner.
"Well Sarge, they're about 40 clicks  near the mine. While we are 60 clicks behind them" Jazz informed again.
"Urgh, If I go any faster i'll overburn the fuel again." TK replied.
"Should we call for them to wait up Sarge?" Jazz asked again.
"No, we can't stop the convoy like that...."TK replied.
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TRP David "TK-112" Bowman
Sergeant - SIG NAZI
Assistant Squad Leader
1.2SQD Vast Empire Army 
TRP/SGT TK-112/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE

Lost looked over at Demi in surprise. "Yeah, that's them. Keep speed constant" Demi yelled over the roar of the Chariot.
Lost moved carefully past Demi to the window, "What's that ? Is that the standard-issure Blaster Cannon?" Demi moved beside Lost and stared intently at the craft, "no, no it isn't, looks like a smaller gun of some sort. Eh... possibly a repeater rifle?" Lost nodded in agreement, "yeah, that's what it looks like from here."
The men waited for a minute before TK-112 and Jazz came speeding up to the right side of the chariot. The rest of the ride was un-eventful and semi-boring for the men. Upon there arrival at the Mines, the men jumped up anxiously, ready to depart the Chariot. Demi stood up, "Ok men, everybody listen up. This area has not been pre-identified yet, it may or may not be hostile. But I want you all to stay alert and ready out there, stick to your formation until I say otherwise - I don't want to lose any men to an ambush."
The men gave a hearty "whooah!" as the ships door lowered, within a second each man was pushed out of the ship by the man behind him.
Lost ran as fast as he could about 15 meters out to the Northeast to assume his position on the formation, currently forming a make-shift perimeter around the craft and keeping an eye out for any signs of threat. After a few seconds of shouting back and fourth, and the soldiers probing the immidiate area, TK yelled, "I think we're ok, I don't see any signs of danger here. Demi, you see anything?" Demi, about 30 or 40 meters west, paused for a second, taking a second scan around the area, "No, noone's around, we're ok, everyone fall back!"
Lost, relieved due to the lack of any hostile activity, safety'd his gun and jogged slowly backwards to the center of the previously-established perimeter, where Demi was already standing. As the men came running in, Mars asked "Sir, what do we do now?" Demi, again paused a moment, "well, I suppose we'll stay here for the night, not much else we can do. Let's go ahead and setup a small perimeter, and get to rest. Lost and Jazz, you two have first watch tonight."
"Yes sir!" Lost replied, followed by a grumble under his breath. He had been awake for nearly 40 hours now, worked all day, and wasn't too thrilled at being the first to stay awake, but he was relieved at his chance to sit down and relax for a while.

 
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TRP/LCP LostSoldier/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE

Lost hadn't been asleep for more than half an hour when all of the sudden, Jazz jumped on him, "Lost, wake up, we got heavy enemy contact coming from the Northeast." Stirred, confused, and hardly awake, Lost grabbed his weapon and came running to the northern perimeter along-side Jazz. Within a minute or so of spamming at the enemy due to lack of light to better show the enemys whereabouts, Demi came running up from East, "Ok, they're moving up as one group. We need to move out to spread firepower on them." He then ran back and talked with TK for no more than 30 seconds before TK came running back up to the line, "Ok, I need two men with A-280's! Eh... Lost, Kjerri, come with me!" TK motioned for them to follow as he ran East, "Ok heres the deal, there staying as one group as they're moving up toward us, we need to try and move up there right flank and see if we can't get some firepower on them from the side. Hopefully it'l slow them down and maybe we can take down one of those AT-TE's." Both men nodded in agreement as they ran with TK. It wasn't more than 20 seconds after leaving the group that Lost heard the first "whisp" of a bullet zoom past his head, he would have been scared had he had time to think. After moving about half a kilometer up there flank, they came on a rocky area, "Ah, great place for cover" said TK, "ok now men, keep alert, if we're close enough to shoot them, they're close enough to shoot us. Conserve ammo if possible, only shoot at what you can hit and make it count. Seeing as the rest of the men have cover over there, the infantry probably won't propose a serious problem, it's the two AT-TE's that we need to focus on - comprehend?" "Yes sir!"
 
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TRP/LCP LostSoldier/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE

Disregarding all blaster fire, the two AT-TEs approach ever closer to the squad's camp.  Sniping from a near-by hill, TK tries to draw all the enemy infantry over to them to give the rest of the squad every last second to prepare the ULAVs.  TK picks off the enemy soldiers with relative ease as Lost does everything he can to destroy the AT-TEs.  With the warmachines drawing nearer, the ULAVs are finally ready for combat.

"Sergeant, we're ready to take off for the flanking positions, keep the infantry off us," Demi yells over the roar of the engines as the ULAVs embark.  On the move, Demi notices the slow turn speed the the AT-TEs and orders his men to open fire on them.

Volley upon volley of laser bolts pound the hulls of the relics.  Unable to take anymore abuse, the hull tears open on one of the AT-TEs exposing the fuel cell.  A random shot leaves the barrel of a blaster and screeches towards its undetermined target.  Traveling straight through the mess of enemy soldiers, the bolt strikes the fuel cell and the AT-TE expodes in a black ball of smoke and flames.

Only one AT-TE left to deal with...
 
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TRP/PFC Mars/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR]

"God damn it!" Demi yelled as he saw the other ULAV tumble into the ground.

Demi steered the craft towards the other AT-TE. He began lining up for a strafing run and armed the concussion grenade launchers.

"Shadow I want you to continue taking out those druids, I'll blow out the legs of that AT-TE with the concussion grenades. That ancient walker won't be able to withstand the explosion." Demi said.

Shadow nodded his head and replied, "I gotcha Demi." He swiveled the gun turret towards the droids and waited till they were in range to fire.

Demi adjusted the angle of attack as the ULAV sped closer towards the AT-TE. Demi pressed the trigger and two concussion grenades were spat out of the concussion tubes. As soon as the grenades were launched Demi pulled the craft hard to the right, avoiding collision with the AT-TE.

The grenades exploding on their mark. The front right leg was totally destroyed and the left front and rear right legs were damaged from the explosion. The AT-TE hull began creaking as the legs started twisting and bending. The aging walker slowly began falling head first towards the ground as the legs began to give way. As soon as the legs snapped the entire walker fell to the ground immobilized.

Demi turned the ULAV back towards the downed walker and began firing his laser cannons. The laser shots pierced the fifty year old hull like a knife through hot butter. The AT-TE instantly exploded into a fiery ball of fire. Large chunks of hot steel flew everywhere from the walker, taking out many of the battledroids near it. The battledroid platoon was now decimated, only a few squads of droids were left standing.

As the ULAV strafed past the droids again, Demi fired the laser cannons into the remaining droids and Shadow fired the medium blaster cannon, gunning down even more. The rest of the squad switched from the defensive to the offensive as the odds turned to their favor.

"Alright men lets finish this up. We've got three men down!" Demi shouted.

 
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Sergeant Major Duran "Demi Wraith" Driscoll
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SL/SGM Demi Wraith/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [ES:2] [EW:1] [GC] [IG]
CM/DJK Demi Wraith/Lion 1-5/mSSD Atrus/VEDJ/VE
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"In my eyes, I see you burning..." -Divinity Destroyed
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