Kuroishi moved quickly through the smoke throwing rocks and shards at the troopers he could see.

There would be no physical evidence to be found that using his bare hands would leave if he engaged at such close ranges.

Running out of the smoke cover Kuroishi knew he was starting to push his luck with the security forces.  Many were already in full riot gear trying to keep the paniced crowds under control.  Despite Kuroishi's great strength and excellent hand eye coordination he could not do much against some of the protective measures built into such gear.

Time was growing short and Kuroishi was already down a good rifle.
 
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Kuroishi Wraith VEA
Daishi Raptor VEN
Assistant Writer Why Project Copyright Infringment
Ich bin hessliche amerikaner.
Nehmen mir zu dein frauen von vernunftig preis tugendhafte.
"And the sound of many heads hitting many solid objects was heard throughout the land." me
Avatar by scientist computer graphics subdivision of Clan Wombat.

    Knight sat up in the speeder his pack full of gear and him typing away on his slicertool working on a juicy Virus that would be uploaded into the bases computer. The five troopers sat in the speeder checking there gear. Knight looked down at his equipment, wearing a shadow suit he also saw that Rizzit and JR had donned the suits under their tech uniforms and were getting there weapons ready. He then checked his newly aquired E-11/H that he had tested out on Tadath and he liked it more than the T-21 he used in the last mission, it was less bulkier. Also he stuffed his laptop in his pack and checked his other slicer gear for damage and closed it. Sliding out his two DL-54 pistols he slid in ammo packs for both and slid them underneith his tech suit. Pulling out his datapad he reviewed their plan of attack.

    "Ok men lets get moving, our first plan of attack is Knight, JR and I will enter the Rebel Intelligence with the IDs Knight procured before and get another for JR then we will change suits to make us look like NR intelligence officers and get into the base to upload the virus." Rizzit said zipping up his tech suit and putting his rifle in a backpack. Knight took his example and put their weapons in their packs and opened up the speeder's hatch and jumped out.
    Before Snipes closed the hatch Rizzit said, "While we are busy here loom around a bit then when we leave kill any techs or guards and set up explosives. Then go find a good sniping point and set up."
    "Okie dokie," Snipes said smiling and sped away closing the hatch.

    Rizzit walked to the entrance of the motorpool and pulled out his ID as Knight did the same. "JR you wait outside and give us a heads up if anything supspicious comes around." Rizzit said walking up to the gate house. The guard came out and made it obvious that he had a loaded rifle on his person.
    "Halt!" the guard said as Rizzit and Knight walked into the small spotlight that light the area.
    Rizzit showed his ID and gave it to the guard who then looked sternly at Knight who then gave his ID also. The guard looked them over and then opened the gate to let them in.
    "I will head inside and find another ID and maybe some type of credentials to get us into the relay station. You find us a suitable vehicle and tag some of the other vehicles and suitable locations to make a giant boom." Rizzit said heading over toward a small permacrete building. Knight nodded and headed off into the parking lot. Pulling out some snoop trackers he set them to show up on Snipes datapad and set them on a vehicle and then onto a portable fuel storage tank. Knight smiled as he eyed up a nice speeder, crouching down he pulled out his slicertool and began to type away on it.
 
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Senior Sergeant
Frank "FlyingKnight" Carter
Combat Slicer
TRP-Raider Squad-
TRP/SSG FlyingKnight/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [ES1]
"To start press the any key, *Pause* where is the any key?"--Anonymous

Knowing that firing his pistol at the troopers would most likely not hurt them while in full riot gear, and also call too much unwanted attention, Anubis chose a more indirect way to cause a distraction.

Anubis went around to different clammoring groups, spreading false rumors about how the Republic troopers were going to arrest all those present.  While some citizens just took Anubis for some lowlife criminal and ignored him, others began taking his words as truth.

A brief disturbance happened about 50 meters away as a drunken rodian was arguing with a Republic officer.  When the people in the crowd saw the rodian put under arrest, the crowd ignited.

People began throwing anything they could find at the New Republic troopers, while others were scurrying off to their homes or inside shops.  Rioting began as people fleed the New Republic officers attempting to make arrests of the rioters.

Anubis looked at Kuroishi and nodded, signalling that this would give Argon and Fish enough time to get out of the complex and for them to become long gone.
 
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TRP/CPL Anubis Benor/4SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
Wraith Squad
Vast Empire Army

As Snipes exited the motorpool, he threw another hateful look at the guard posted outside, making him cringe. As soon as he was out of the eyeline of the guard, Snipes breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lukas" He said, tapping the comlink piece in his ear, "Explosives set, how's Gold team doing?"

"So far so good. All seems to be quiet." Came the slightly mechanized reply.

Meanwhile, back in the motoroool...

Janus Carth lay still on the floor as the strange man who assaulted him walked past. Not wanting to draw the sabetours attention towards him, Carth held his breath and shut his eyes. He held it until his lungs started to burn, and his eyes water. Damn, I need to quit smoking he said to himself.

Carefully and cautiously opening one eye, he peered around the room. Upon seeing it was empty, save the various transports, he leapt from his hiding spot. Running towards the guard station, Janus fumbled with his comlink, trying to set it to the Republic security frequency...

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"So do you think it's time we blew the place?" Snipes asked, taking a bite of a ration bar. "Bleh, this stuff tastes like petrified bantha fodder mixed with Rancor sweat...."

"Just like mom used to make Snipes?" Lukas mused, peering through the scope of his rifle to do another quick perimieter sweep.

"...yeah pretty much." the sergeant replied, both sharing a laugh. "I'm going to switch to NR frequencies see whats happening." Setting his comlink to scan all known NR frequencies in the city, Snipes listend to each for about five seconds, trying to see if anyone had caught onto their op.

As he neared the end of the frequency list, a burst of shouting came pouring through, and Snipes tore the earpiece out. "Jebeezez. I think we may have trouble."

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Janus reached the guard station at a dead sprint. Out of breath, he took deep lungfulls of air as the guard stared at him with a questioning eye.

"Get...the...military...line...sabateur....motorpool..." Janus tried desperately to stay conscious, but the blow he had taken and his sprint across the motor pool had black spots creeping across his vision. As he spouted his last word, he collapsed back to the floor.

Staring at the collapsed form in disbelief, it took the guard a second to realize what the man had said. When it finally dawned on him, he ran into the booth and opened the channel to the security dispatch. "WE HAVE IMPERIALS IN THE CITY, I REPEAT, IMPERIALS ARE IN THE CITY AND HAVE SABATAGED THE MOTORPOOL! ALL UNITS PLEASE RESPOND!"


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"SNIPES WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!!" Lukas shouted, losing his temper.

"Hey, all I did was set up the bombs corporal" Snipes answered, letting the last word hang in the air. "It doesn't matter anyway, they would have found out in 3..." Snipes pulled out the remote detonator for the charges

"2..." He put his thumb over the trigger.

"1..." He depressed the detonator. "Vuala! Problem solved."

A small mushroom cloud lit the skyline behind him with a red/orange glow. Replacing his comlink earpiece, Snipes face went from a twisted grin to a menacing scowl.

"All republic units," A dispatched announced, "be on the look out for suspicious people, lockdown and secure all defense and military compounds."

"I told you" Lukas said, peering back through the scope of his Whisper Slugthrower rifle.

Across the way, the Republic barracks doors were flung open as troops began to pour into the streets. "There must be a couple hundred of them..." Lukas observed. He began to line up a shot when Snipes grabbed his arm.

"We dont want to give away our position, remember. This was part of the plan, maybe most of them will go to the motorpool..."

As if in defiance of his statement, about 50 troops broke away and entered the Automated Defense Systems Control Compound where Gold Team was still working.

"Snipes...get on the comm to my brother. Tell him they have company..."
 
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Dark Jedi Knight Gunnery Sergeant Phoenix
Cult Member (CM) - Sith Knight - Eagle Sect -
Squad Leader (SL) - Heavy Weapons Specialist (HWS) - Raider Squad -
CM/DJK Phoenix/Eagle 1-4/Sith/VEDJ/VE/Lopen
AS-2/SL/GSG Phoenix/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR] [RoM] [BC] [CDS] [BoA]

"I am the Heart of Darkness. I know no fear. I am the destroyer of worlds. I know the power of the Dark Side. I am the fire of Hate. All the Universe bows before me. I pledge myself to the Darkness. For I have found true life, in the death of the light." - Emperor Palpatine

    Upon hearing Knight's/Snipes' report, JR drew his weapon and shot the camera. The room was flashing between red and white lighting, which annoyed Rizzit. The turbolift stopped between the ground floor and the first underground level, which meant that the Republic knew who they were by now. Damn it, Knight clenched his teeth.
    Rizzit spoke up after a second of thinking, "Knight, see if you can find another route to the computer rooms."
    "Right." Flyingknight grabbed his computer and tapped a few keys. A complete three-dimensional map of the building appeared on the screen a few moments later.
    "There, we can take the emergency exit in and out." Rizzit drew his blaster and shot at the lock, then kicked furiously at the door until the metal panels flew apart into the abyss.

   
    Firemen arrived on the scene. The motor pool was burning, compliments of the massive stores of vehicle fuel inside the building. The republic troopers shouted random things while attempting to look busy to the station commander. Lukas watched them through his rifle scope and showed one, then two closed fists to represent a hundred men to Snipes.
    "There're about a hundred guys here, the rest are probably at your location" said Snipes.
   
   
    Dangling precariously above the near-bottomless chasm, the Raiders lowered themselves carefully using the emergency standby rope present in case the repulsorlift units fail. Rizzit signaled for Flyingknight to shoot the cable.
    Aiming carefully, which wasn't an easy task since they were rocking back and forth, the senior sergeant fired his service pistol, hitting the all the brakes. The platform, with an ear shattering screech, careened down the shaft, lowering cable along the way.
    The team released their makeshift rappel harnesses and sped down the cable, whooping all the way. Their Intel garments flapped in the breeze.
    "Here's our stop!" Rizzit shouted to Knight and JR.
    They stopped themselves right above the door to the first underground floor. Knight shot the locks and the door hissed open. There was a squad of republic troopers waiting, but they saw only a cable waving in the air.
    "What the hell?" one of them shouted.
    "Where are they?" another trooper cried.

    "Ready?" JR whispered. Rizzit gave the signal.
    Forcing themselves against the wall, they kicked off and swung right into the commandos' faces. Knight wound up a punch and sent his fist right into a guard's nose. Rizzit landed on top of a trooper, grabbed his knife, and then slit the man's throat. JR shot someone on his way in. The commandos, taken by surprise, retreated into the hallway.
 
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ASL/GSG Cyanus Cyanus/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1REG/VEA/VE[BoA] [ES1][BC]
CM/DJK Cyanus/Krath/Lion 1-6/VEDJ/VE
Dark Knight of the Krath
"...I think I'll kill you later." - Cyanus
Assistant Squad Leader: - Raider Squad -

The three RAIDERS went after the commandos guns firing.  Unable to get away the commandos were no match for the much more superior RAIDERS and in no time at all they had all fallen.  Continuing on towards the computer room they were on high alert for any sound of movements.  Approaching a turn they paused and listened for any signs of life around the corner.  Hearing footsteps approaching them, JR peeked around the corner and saw a squad of heavily armed NR officers coming there way. 

"What do you see?" Rizzit asked him.

"Looks like a dozen, maybe more behind them.  Heavily armed and armoured.  Get ready for a fight."  JR replied pulling out his flechette launcher and repeating rifle. 

Putting they flechette launcher around the corner JR pulled the trigger launching molten balls of metal towards the enemy.  Hearing screams he knew that this would just wound the slow them down but not kill them he threw and grenade around the corner.  After hearing the explosion and screams following quickly after, the three RAIDERS rounded the corner firing.  Thinking that they had gotten all of the enemy but not knowing for sure because of the smoke from the blast they started of down the hall.  It was then that one of the rebels on the ground lifted himself and fired.  The blast skinned the the pant leg around JR's groin.  FK quickly pulled out two grenades and threw them towards the rebels lying on the ground after seeing the explosion and being bombarded by flying body parts, FK smirked.

"At now least we won't have to worry if there dead or not." FK said wiping some blood from his face.  "How's the blast JR?"

"Fine," came the reply, "He just skinned the uni.  F***in bastard almost took off my privates though."  JR then took a glance at the area seeing just how close it actually was.  After they had all wiped the blood from there faces they again started down the hall to there destination.
 
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Senior Seargent JR
- Raider Squad -

TRP/SSGT JR/3SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[LoR]

"Before you judge someone you should walk a mile in their shoes cuz then ur a mile away from them and you have their shoes."

    Checking his E-11/H FlyingKnight saw he had 55 shots left and moved to the head of the group and peered around a corner that led to the computer control room. Knight's eyes widened as he saw a large metal barricade and a bunker style cut in it that had an E-web behind it.

    Quickly pulling his head back he signaled to Rizzit that there was a fortified position beyond the corner. Pulling out a fiber optic cable Knight manuevered it around the corner after he gave Rizzit goggles that were patched into the small camera. Rizzit nodded as he analyzed the enemy position and thought about what to do.

    Rizzit motioned for the team to fall back they arrived back at the elevator. "That position looks pretty fortified I don't think a head on assault would work. I have an idea though, if we head down another level we can use a drainage pipe that runs under the control room and take out the position." Rizzit whispered after consulting his datapad.

    Nodding Knight and JR shouldered their main weapons and grabbed hold of the elevator backup cables and slid down another level to Sub-level 3. Knight pulled out his fiber optic camera he slid it between the doors after pulling it slightly open to allow the cable.

    Peering through an eyepiece he saw a white room that contained a security checkpoint that was guarding the power supply. "After I open the door JR you toss in a flashbang and I will close it then we can enter and kill the guards inside." Knight said looking up at JR and Rizzit.

    Knight jumped to a small ledge and grabbed hold of the door. Nodding JR pulled the pin on a flashbang and smoke grenade. Opening the door Knight watched as JR first tossed the flashbang in then the smoke, he then quickly let the door close trying to keep a firm grip from falling off.

    There was a bang and then a hiss as the flashbang detonated and the smoke grenade spued its contents. Opening the door Knight jumped in and drew his rifle, with JR and Rizzit close behind. They all opened fire on the guard post as two disoriented guards got in the cross fire. Another guard ran toward the power generators to lock down the room as Knight threw one of his knives into the guards neck.

    Securing the area the team shut down the guard station and checked out the generator room. "JR set enough explosives to take out the generators then meet us in the tunnel." Rizzit ordered. Walking over toward the elevator door Knight closed it and secured it with a lockbrace. Rizzit then motioned for Knight to follow him as he entered the sewage access tunnels. Getting out his datapad he followed it to come out under the control room.

    Getting out a vibrocutter Rizzit started to work on the roof of the tunnel. After he started JR came back from setting the explosives and watched the rear of the tunnel.
 
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Senior Sergeant
Frank "FlyingKnight" Carter
Combat Slicer
TRP-Raider Squad-
TRP/SSG FlyingKnight/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [ES1] [WM]
"To start press the any key, *Pause* where is the any key?"--Anonymous

Kuroishi and Anubis had bought as much time as they could.

It would be up to Argon and Fish to get out.

Kuroishi was already plotting how to hit the remaining security stations without drawing too much attention.

Fortunately with the Vast Empire offensive many imprial loyal dissedents had been making more bold moves even on Coruscant lately.

They would need a distraction.  The one Kuroishi had come up with was insane and one heck of a hair brained idea.

Kuroishi signaled on his comm to alert the others he was going to give orders.

"Proceede without me.  I'll be spending the next couple of days working on a project.  I will need tool kit 22 alpha, the details are in my low security datapad.  Comm will come with completion of project."  Kuroishi said in his helium influenced voice.

If someone had managed to intercept the comm and decipher it there was not enough information to give away what was in the works and unless someone was REALLY bored and had a lot of spare time to play with comm transmissions.

To make what he had in mind Kuroishi would need to practice his thievery skills in acquiring raw components and assembling them into something that the New Republic has not seen anywhere but the rather primitive of planets and thus would not suspect on Coruscant.

He was going to make himself a trebuchet to launch a rather pointless but very distracting attack against the senate chambers of the New Republic.  He even had a launch point picked out that was least likely to be patrolled and had a good firing arc that would be relatively speeder free because of the exclusion zone around the senate chambers.

It was insane but it would be brutally effective just because no one thought it would be a realistic possibility.  Maybe Kuroishi had finally gone over the deep end.  At this point it didn't matter.
 
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Kuroishi Wraith VEA
Daishi Raptor VEN
Assistant Writer Why Project Copyright Infringment
Ich bin hessliche amerikaner.
Nehmen mir zu dein frauen von vernunftig preis tugendhafte.
"And the sound of many heads hitting many solid objects was heard throughout the land." me
Avatar by scientist computer graphics subdivision of Clan Wombat.

FK, JR and Rizzit got to work on the mission at hand.  Knight headed for the main computer room to upload the virus while JR and Rizz set up defenses in case any rebels happened to try to take the room back.  Luckily for them they didn't have to do much as the rebels had already made a barracade protecting the room from oncoming attack through the main door.  Examing the barracade JR confirmed that it would be strong enough to with stand minor explosions while Rizz had discovered a few hidden panels for blaster firing.

Moving the E-web to the side and crawling through the lone window of the barracade JR headed for the door and set up some trip mines.  He then set up some remote mines incase the trips didnt do the job.  After finishing JR hurried back to the window and made his way back through to the other side.
JR and Rizz exchanged turns manning the E-web, while the waited for the virus to be uploaded onto the main frame.

It had been about an hour since the RAIDERS had taken control of the room and so far they hadn't been faced with any sort of attempt by the rebels to regain control.  This was something that bothered both JR and Rizzit but neither said anything as Rizzit made his way to Knight for a progress report.

"It's at 70%" Knight said as Rizzit entered the room.  "There mainframe was easy enough to crack but this virus is taking longer than I want to upload."

It was then that the two heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the hall out side the main room.  Rizzit rushed back into the room took his spot at one of the panels while JR manned the E-web.  Looking through the panel Rizzit was able to see the first of the waves of troopers coming through the door.  It was now obvious what had taken the rebels so long.  He glanced at JR whose expression showed what was on Rizzit's mind, they would have to be lucky if they wanted to get out of this unscathed. 
 
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Senior Seargent JR
- Raider Squad -

TRP/SSGT JR/3SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[LoR]

"Before you judge someone you should walk a mile in their shoes cuz then ur a mile away from them and you have their shoes."

  "Ready to go?" the pilot questioned.

  "Yes, take me to the Bestine Shipyards" Squall commanded

  The pilot searched through his computer, and typed quickly.  He found the quardanents, and prepped the ship for takeoff.  Squall stepped out of the cockpit, and began to get his things ready.  Beginning to sit down, he was launched all the way back to the end of the shuttle.

    "What the hell was that," Squall yelled as he recovered from his toss.

    "Sorry, forgot to tell you we were entering LightSpeed.  Won't happen again"

    Squall got up, and walked over to his duffle bag.  He unzipped it, and looked around for his stuff.  He grabbed his  FC1 Flechette Launcher, and put it in the bag. He did the same with his DLT-20a Light Repeating Blaster, and his E-11 Blaster Rifle.

    Now that he was packed, he was ready to go.  The trip to Bestine would be a long one, and a nap sounded like a good idea.






 
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Private First Class Squall
Trooper (TRP) - Raider Squad -

TRP/PFCSquall/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [EW1]

"There's more of them...a squad..."

The red dots blurring Kami's vision cleared slightly, the pounding increasing double-fold at the back of Kami's head.

"I know that you idiot, I was there."

The high edged pitch of the second man's voice sent the pain shooting up to Kami's temples. Wincing, she attempted to move her hands and found them restricted. Cuffs...
She resisted the urge to open her eyes, instead straining her ears to catch the conversion.
"It's, just, exciting that's all.." the first voice mumbled, sounding sulky, "Imperials, here, an elite squad... y'know?"
The second voice let out an angry grunt, "Shutup kid, we're dying out there."

As if in response, the sound of an explosion echoed in the distance, its noise muffled and distorted.

Shunting the pain assaulting her to the back of her mind, Kami took a deep breath, held it, and opened her eyes.

She was in a small prison chamber, facing a metal barred door which was the one and only way out of the room. The walls were dusty, old, and ugly. Rust scoured the corners of the steel floor all along the boundary of the room, while call signs from ex-prisoners littered the wall from the ground up.
Kami bit back the groan which threatened to escape from her throat.
The whole prison cell had the look on an underground bunker.
Caught. Trapped...

Almost immediately, Kami's father was in her head, his ghostly presence bringing her headache rushing back in full force.
Kami! He was screaming at her, his dark form towering above her, Havn't I taught you this time and time again? In combat, you must never! Never allow yourself to be taken. If you are, you risk the exposure of everything. Your organization. Your comrades. Your friends and your family!

A sour taste entered Kami's mouth, intermingling with the bitter tange of blood.
She watched from a eleven year olds eyes as her father bent, and hit her... a backhand blow that sent her skidding across the floor of the training room where she had run countless mock exercises.

The sound of her own sobs echoed faintly in her ears, as Kami, as young as she was, tried to comprehend what had just happened. The memory of her father's bright green eyes, once crinkled with laughter, but from the beginning of Kami's training, filled with disgust and reprimand, floated before her eyes
You have failed me Kami..." He had whispered, as he always did when he was beyond insults to scream "Failed Kuat, failed the empire..."

"She's awake."
Kami snapped back to attention in time to see a Rebel trooper gazing curiously through the barred door, suspicion etched on his young face.
"She isn't any older than me" He exclaimed, his rifle point dropping as he gawked at Kami's battered armor.
A grim faced trooper stepped into view, his heavily muscled arms pulling the young man back from the door, "No. But you don't wanna get too close to her. Get back from the door, stand your post."
The young man looked Kami up and down one more time, a flush on his cheeks, "She sure don't look like a killer to me."
The grim faced trooper let out a soft snarl, the noise sending the younger Rebel jumping up into the air, before he scuttled back to his post and out of view.

For the first time, the other guard's dark eyes turned to Kami, before hovering to the cuffs which held her steadily in place.
"You just sit tight girly," The Rebel growled softly. Turning, he gave the bars a good shake, gave a grunt of satisfaction when they held, then turned on his heel and walked stiffly of to the right of the corridor.

Kami tried to ignore the fear building in her chest.
She was trapped.
Alone.
And had no clue if anyone was left to break her out...

 
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*DarkDragoons*
-=silly caucasian girl likes to play with samurai swords=-
-=pretty...what do we blow up first?=-
TRP/CPL kaMi/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG]

Zafo Returned a spray of fire at the advancing enemy speeder, before pulling himself out of the way of the incoming energy pockets. Zafo slowed the bike down dramatically and pulled a grenade off his belt. He pulled the pin and threw It at a nearby tree, hoping to catch his foe in the explosion. The rebel barely managed to escape the fiery touch of the explosion. Zafo spun his bike around and began a pursuit of the enemy. He fired every chance he got, hoping for a stray bullet to send the rebel crashing into the ground. The chase continued as the two speeders weaved through the trees, each fighting for survival. The rebel made the fatal mistake of trying to turn around to attack Zafo. When Zafo saw the rebel slow down, he unleashed a massive amount of shots at him. Several of the blasts stuck the bike, several the rider. The bike was thrown against a tree and exploded into flames. The tree quickly caught fire as fuel shot everywhere.

This'll keep em busy for a while Zafo thought to himself, Now where the hell am I? Well this is an island, so whichever direction I go will bring me to water eventually and from there I can circle around and find the boat.

Zafo was contemplating which way to go, when he heard a loud explosion, followed by a crashing sound. He could see a bright orange light piercing through the roof of the forest slightly to his left. Within seconds, Zafo was speeding towards the light, which had now died down and left only a big cloud of smoke in the sky. 

Zafo darted through the trees. He nearly slammed into the rebel base when the trees suddenly disappeared, revealing the rebel base which was emitting alarms of all kinds. Countless blaster shots flew at him as he sped overhead. Zafo made several rounds, speeding through the clearing going trigger-happy. Zafo brought the speeder close to the ground and charged at a squad of rebels. As he got closer, two of the front troopers, ducked down to reveal a rebel with a missile launcher. Before Zafo could realise what was going on, the Rebel had let a missile loose on Zafo. Zafo guessed that missile was locked on to the bike, so simply dodging the missile would not be enough. Doing the only thing that gave him a remote chance of survival, Zafo quickly slowed the bike and leaped from the drivers seat. Zafo spun through the air, dreading the hard impact which was to arrive in under a second. Zafo felt a soft, squishy feeling as his right side slammed into the ground. Zafo opened his eyes to see what he had landed on. He let out a cry of terror when he found him self staring into a dead rebel, who had started to leak blood from his eyes, mouth and nose, from the impact. Zafo's shout was muffled by the sound of the missile slamming into the speeder. Several pieces of flaming debris landed close to Zafo and his dead savior.

Zafo lay still. He did not know why, or what he was waiting for, he just did. He probably would have fallen asleep, if it weren't for the voices and footsteps he heard approaching. Zafo slid into a hiding place behind a rock, behind some bushes. Zafo focused hard on listening to what they where saying and managed to hear some of their conversation;

"Your sure he jumped off the speeder?" Asked on of the rebels, a sense of urgency in his voice.

"Positive" A deeper voice replied "From what I saw, he landed around here"
"Uhh, Look here" A third voice piped in "It's Devin, I'll recon that nasty imperial used him as a cushion for landing"
"Well he's not here anymore" The second rebel said confidently "Spread out and search for him, just make sure he doesn't find out about her."

Zafo listened as the three Rebels went off in separate directions, shouting orders at troopers in the vicinity. Zafo pondered about the last thing one of rebels had mentioned. "Make sure he doesn't find out about her". This troubled Zafo. Who could they be talking about? Zafo started to crawl out of his hiding place, when he cut his hand on a sharp object. "Son of a..." Zafo muttered under his breath. He looked down and brushed some leaves aside, to reveal one of Kami's knives. Thoughts began pouring into Zafo's mind; "Was it Kami they had captured?" "If so, what would they do to her?". Horrible images started forming in Zafo's mind. Zafo slapped himself to focus on the problem at hand. He whipped out his comlink and shouted into it;

"Art! Are you there? Art do you copy!"

"Ugh, Zafo? Yea I'm kinda busy right now" Afyon replied, gun shots sounding in the background.

"Art, Is Kami with you?" Zafo shouted into the comlink once again

"Uhh, No we got split up some time ago. TK is with me, but Kami is not"

Zafo's heart sank into his stomach when he heard the reply. Forcing his lips open, he spoke once again Into the comlink;


I have a strong reason to believe that Kami has been Captured"
With that, Zafo turned off his comlink and pocketed Kami's precious blade. Zafo got up and began to walk towards the closest door, with his E-11 drawn, the anger building inside him. 
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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons*
TRP/LCP ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

Zafo passed hallway after hallway, seeing no sign of struggle or a more heavily guarded area. He began to panic, who knows how much time he had until horrible things would happen to his fellow squadmate. This uncertainty helped Zafo pushed forward, and overcome the pains that were building in his legs and left shoulder.

Zafo turned a sharp corner and smashed right into to rebel privates. Looks of horror came over their faces as they reached for their guns and realized they had been knocked out of reach. Zafo shuffled his rifle from trooper to trooper continuously.

"If you have any will to live" Zafo began "You will do exactly as I tell you"
Zafo knew this would be easy, these to rebels where mere privates and would do anything to see the light of another day.

"You are holding one of my friends captive, and I don't like it" Zafo continued, staring the two rebels straight in the eye. He could tell the two privates were afraid of him. He found this particularly funny, seeing as it was not like he was of a high rank himself. This was different though. Ranks no longer mattered. He was going to get his way.

"You two are going to lead me to where they are holding her, if you want any chance of survival."

Zafo noticed the rebel on the right slowly inching towards his blaster. He started to move faster. He thought Zafo didn't notice. Then he made a dive for it.

"Bad Move" Zafo growled. He pivoted his foot, then fired three deadly shots at the private's back. He was dead before he hit the ground. The surviving rebel was horror struck. His face was white as a ghost. Zafo should have no problem from here.

"The detention center, now" Zafo instructed.

The private stumbled to his feet, and started walking particularly quickly. He looked over his shoulder now and then, only to see the barrel of Zafo's pistol right at his head.

"One false move..." Zafo warned.

The Private quickly nodded his head and continued leading Zafo through the rebel stronghold. Zafo only hoped he was not too late... 
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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons*
TRP/LCP ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

Raziel, Fury, the guardsmen and Drill squad members easily completed mopping up the enemy forward position.  A couple of Drill squad members had been injured in the engagement.  Fire and move tactics that looked good on the practice fields on Tadath had faltered and led to wounds here on Bestine IV.  That said, routing a company of well-defended troops with only a dozen or so stormtroopers and two squads of (ir-)regulars wasn't bad.

The militia/regulars behind them mopped up and dug in, while the stormtroopers moved forward and around, cutting off more enemy positions.  In the hard work of a couple weeks, the island had been taken.  It was time to return to Jahnae Camp.

The campaign had moved quickly since his departure.  The five outlier islands had been re-taken and the Imperial base was now secure and not under constant bombardment.

Production of some light walkers was underway, as well artillery pieces.  The latter were antiquated blaster and projectile pieces, but would do the job where required. 

Other islands were now under seige and the New Republic forces had always voluntarily given up a few island positions to consolidate their forces. 

Even so, the advantage provided by the Vast Empire forces had lost it's potency.  Only a month into the campaign, the Imperial presence had been secured but only consolidated.  Three feints into enemy territory proper had bogged down.  The Raiders had succeeded in winning the ground of the enemy capital, but only on the surface level. 

In space, the Dominion was in tolerable shape again and an orbital shipyard was back in business.  Only parts and hull plates were needed to bring the Star Destroyer back to full operable status.  A band of hunter-killer satellites were waging war against the atmospheric mines and were weaking a gap that would eventually be used to ferry supplies and reinforcements to the surface...and wounded up to a proper sick bay.

Fury's gut was already telling him the value of resupply.  Fish was about the only meat-like product not blown up or hunted to extinction on this planet.  And fish, even fresh as opposed to the tinned stuff he'd eaten in the field, got to be old hat rather quickly.

Even so, he ran constant maintenance on his armor and kept his weaponry as close to operational as possible.  He'd already given up the flechette launcher and his Thunderer-6s for lack of parts.  The A280 could cannibalize off of various models. Frankly, it was among the best weapons on the field of battle, and it stung a bit that BlasTech had made it for the Rebels to punch through Imperial armor with.

Irregardless, he had a new mission, one that would take him to hopefully another advantageous goal for the Empire.  Another slow boat ride, followed by a dive to an underground tunnel complex and a very long walk through said complex.  Sounded like a vacation after all this time. 

At least he'd have time to figure out how he was going to deal with the information he'd been given on the return to camp.
 
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PRF/HG Fury/VEA/TADATH/VE [SCP][PoC][SotE:HC][SotE:VEA][IOC]
Prefect - Stormtrooper Corps
Administrator - Imperial Center

The RAIDERS crawled through the pipe as quickly as they could looking down at each vent making sure the halls were clear.  When they finally reached the end they dropped through the hole and landed on the ground below.  They began down the halls keeping alert.

"FK, look at the datapad and find me the closest door to our current location."  Rizzit ordered.

FK looked at his pad.  Scanning the area frantically he finally found what they needed.  "There's an emergency fire exit not too far away," he replied, "just take a right here and it'll be at the end of the hall."

The three RAIDERS rounded the corner and were relieved to see this hall empty as well.  Sprinting down the coridor they were were suprised to see all of the lights go out.  Reaching the door first JR pushed the button and prayed that it opened.  Luckily for the RAIDERS the fire exits apeared to have their own power sources and they were able to leave the building.  Once they were out Rizzit turned to FK.

"Why did the virus kick in so quickly?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," came the reply, "the rebels must not have as good of a anti virus as I thought."

"Well then," Rizzit said, "we were lucky that we didn't have to blast our way out.  Now we have to find a line that we can join until Snipes and FK give us our distraction."  With that the three RAIDERS began there search for a line.
 
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Senior Seargent JR
- Raider Squad -

TRP/SSGT JR/3SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[LoR]

"Before you judge someone you should walk a mile in their shoes cuz then ur a mile away from them and you have their shoes."