"How many divisions does Mon Mothma have?"

"Excuse me Colonel?" asked the startled intelligence officer as he looked up from his notes.

"Never mind. It was a rhetorical comment if anything.  Give me the report."

"Aurek Company have removed itself to Besh Company's secure defenses.  The pre-deployed positions are in enemy hands.  Dorn Company's tanks have been outflanked and are on their way to the base.  Basically we are in a predicament.  We can hold out for some time but the 112th is having trouble introducing a proper flank attack to support us."

"Go on."

"We have an artillery company with us and some more anti-aircraft units.  They are helping out, but the tide has turned.  We now face a solid division of troops and who knows how many irregulars."

"How is the wind?"

"Light, 5-10 kph with...."

"Think man.  Which way does it blow?"

The officer finally grasped the point.  "Away from our forces and any major population centers. Not to question you sir, but is this the course of action you wish to take?"

Timms sighed.  "Of course not.  However, I did not land on this rock to take part in a suicide mission.  Besides, I am not intending to make genocide a part of Imperial tactics again.  'When faced with superior force of arms, all options are tactical considerations.' They still left that in the handbook and I'm about to use it.

"Advise the artillery chief of your best guess of targets.  I want maximum damage to command and control and of any ground troops.  The vehicles will either take an EMP hit or keep moving so they are not priority targets. Inform the General and other groundside units.  Three to five salvos in the 5-10 kiloton range please. The less the better.  Once done, concentrate fire on the perimeters with conventional weapons. Dismissed."

The officer left with much haste, leaving Timms to wonder why he was dipping into the old big of tricks so early in the campaign.
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PRF/HG Fury/VEA/TADATH/VE [SCP][PoC][SotE:HC][SotE:VEA][IOC]
Prefect - Stormtrooper Corps
Administrator - Imperial Center

The broadcast warning came through on an imperial frequency, using the proper encryption, and the proper identification codes.  No doubt about it the regulars were about to open a new dimension of fighting.

Kuroishi let out a mental string of insults as he realised that he and Wraith were at ground zero of what was about to make for an interesting display.

He didn't mind the nuclear artillary, but why now?

Not much time left before either they needed to pull back a few kilometers to avoid the barage, or pull out to avoid the patrols anyway.

He needed to alert Argon to the new development somehow.  Using the comm was still undesirable.

At least he was making faster work on planting explosives since he was nearly discovered.

Kuroishi wasn't sure if this would be neccessary soon with receant developments but Argon was down to the last command vehical.

Watching through his scope, Kuroishi knew it was almost time to create havoc.

Placing the last explosive and sneaking out, watching Argon was agonizing work.

Once he was clear of the immediate area it was time to start raining death.

Aquiring his priority targets Kuroishi began eliminating squad leaders, lt's, captains, any officer that was foolish enough to stick thier head out where he could shoot it.

In the havoc of rapid, accurate sniper fire eliminating officers it was time for Argon to send the signal to detonate the explosives.

Reloading Kuroishi made the field even more inhospitable.

"Time to go.  Make way back to Hotel Edmont."  Kuroishi commed.

The squad moved and delivered fire as they gathered toward the gulley.

"Allright we've done our part.  The gauntlet will be effective against the forces already down the funnel.  We just need to get out of here alive and grab a bit of rest and resupply.  That's why we're going back to the hotel Edmont."  Kuroishi briefed the squad.

The gulley proved effective cover on the way in but Wraith had rattled a hornet's nest.  A rather decapitated hornet's nest though.

Kuroishi took point as he marched his squad slowly.

Ducking patrols was now the order of the day.
 
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Kuroishi Wraith VEA
Daishi Raptor VEN
Assistant Writer Why Project Copyright Infringment
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"And the sound of many heads hitting many solid objects was heard throughout the land." me

"Sergeant, may I suggest something?" Rema asked as he sat down behind a fallen tree.

"Go right ahead Corporal. You are in an elite unit." Sergeant Weaver of Platoon C said as he dived down next to Rema.

When Platoon B first came under attack, Rema assumed that a second attack would hit Platoon C on the right. He had sped towards C, which just happened to be in one of the thickest parts of the forest. Stuck between two small hills in a mini-valley, Rema found Platoon C engaging swarms of rebel conscripts sporting all sorts of weapons. He even spotted two E-Webs slamming into the Platoons defenses. Blasting into the mess, Rema met up with the Platoons commander and more or less ordered him to move his troops back to the entrance of the mini-valley. They now sat at the edge of a clearing behind mounds of boulders and quickly cut down trees to use as cover. Now they needed to get back on track.

"The E-Webs havent opened up on us again, so they obviously arent moving them very fast. We need to push these Rebels back quickly. If we can scare them enough, the conscripts should flee. What I need you to do is get a squad of your best men and go around the clearing to hit the Rebels at the side. When they start opening fire, the rest of the men here chuck grenades and then have an old fashioned charge." Rema said pushing himself further into the ground as the fire from the Rebels increased.

"Exactly what I was thinking. Ill have those men on the way in a second." Weaver said crawling away.

Rema took a quick peek over the horizontal tree and saw tons of movement on the other side of the clearing. They must have been almost 150 soldiers attacking the Imperials position. Ducking back down to avoid losing contact with his head, Rema opened a Comm Channel to Platoon A.

"Captain Warren, this is Rema from Dark Dragoons, do you copy?"

"Ah, hello there Corporal. How are things going out there? I hear the blaster fire and hope you leave some Rebels left for Platoon A." Captain Warren said with a chuckle.

"Well I think there will be enough. We got pinned down but are making our advance right now. Have you heard from the Gunny or Platoon B?"

"Negative."

"Ok could you contact me as soon as you hear from them?" Rema said as static started to pour from his helmets Comm. "Captain Weaver, are you there? Captain?"

"....oger need he.....might be fine i...................."

SithspitClosing the channel, Rema turned to see Sergeant Weaver sliding under a fern. He smiled and pointed across the clearing. Rema peeked his head up over the scorched tree. Standing behind a group of boulders, the squad Weaver put together waited for the signal. Rema turned back to the Platoon Commander and nodded. Picking a grenade from the pile brought to them from a Private, Rema waited for the word to go. An explosion shook the area as the decoy squad tossed grenades into the Rebels position.

"Throw the grenades now!!" Weaver yelled to the platoon. A hundred grenades suddenly left the hands of Imperial soldiers and flew across the clearing rolling to a halt. Eerie quiet filled the air as the Rebels began to run. A massive explosion rocketed the area sending a heat wave over the Imperials and Rebels. Sergeant Weaver stood and looked to his platoon.

"CHARGE!!!!" Weaver screamed pointing his blaster to the enemy line. Rema rolled his eyes at the screaming of the word and hopped over the tree into the clearing. Running through the smoke and debris, he put his S-2 Carbine at waist level and began firing shots at the Rebel forces. Soon complete chaos took control of the area. 

 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
"Only Trust your Allies as much as you can Predict your Enemies."
"Do you expect me to talk?" "No Mr. Bond, i expect you to die."
"Luke, I am your Fasha."
To Nom Anor, a truly superior Yuuzhan Vong.
TRP/ASL/CPL Rema/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][OPE] [AM-B][AM-S][AM-P][IH][SoA]

"Move move move move!" Rema shouted as he ran jumping over corpses and debris. As he had predicted, when the rebel conscripts saw the line of Imperial soldiers running at them, they turned tail and ran. The Imperials had managed to push the Rebels all the way back to the exit of the mini-valley. The commander of the rebel platoon could be seen rallying his men trying to make a fortified line to hold the Imperials.

Rema came to a stop next to a large tree that was scorched black from blaster fire. The rebel commander had rallied his men to the side of a hill covered with boulders. The Imperials were quick to surround the area so no one else could escape. Rema zigzagged through the trees trying to find Sergeant Weaver. Jogging past a large tree Rema saw movement out of the corner of his eye, but was unable to react. A log was swung at him and nailed him across the chest throwing him to the ground. A person was on top of Rema immediately trying to strangle him. Rema laid there dazed gasping for air. While the human on top of him couldnt get a grip on his armored neck, he had managed to knock the air out of Rema when he first struck. At least Rema first thought it was a he. As Imperial soldiers pulled the form off Rema, he could see that the rebel was a woman. Pushing himself up on his elbows, a medic crouched down next to him.

"Corporal are you alright?" the medic questioned looking over his body.

"I have had worse done to me." Rema replied pushing the medic away and standing up. By now Sergeant Weaver had made his way over to Rema.

"How I wish I had a holocam. An Imperial stormtrooper getting beat up by a girl." Weaver said with a laugh. "I got a job for you Corporal. A group of rebels got away during the attack. Since you got a speeder, could you dispose of them?"

"Im heading the way they are going anyway. What about the guys in the rocks?" Rema said pointing to the rebel's last stand.

"Not to worry. We have a couple dozen more presents for them." Weaver said picking up a grenade.

"Aye. Have fun. I'll see you at the Shield Generator." Rema said giving a nod and running back towards his speeder. On the way the tried his Comm again with no luck. Must still be jamming all communications

Reaching his speeder he jumped on flicked three switches and sped off. Bringing up the map of the area in his helmet, he noticed he was only a few hundred meters away from the shield generator. Knowing it would be a more difficult time if the rebels had more knowledge of the Imperial movement, Rema gunned his speeder blasting off to intercept his targets.

 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
"Only Trust your Allies as much as you can Predict your Enemies."
"Do you expect me to talk?" "No Mr. Bond, i expect you to die."
"Luke, I am your Fasha."
To Nom Anor, a truly superior Yuuzhan Vong.
TRP/ASL/CPL Rema/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][OPE] [AM-B][AM-S][AM-P][IH][SoA]

Kami was dreaming...a blur of events from her time back home...
...on Kuat...

"They'll never take Kuat," Her father was saying, his green eyes reflecting his pride, as he sat at the table talking to his two youngest daughters "With the combined might of both the Imperial and Kuat army defending this planet, the Rebels wouldn't stand a chance in hell ."
Kami had smiled, as her mother, her bronze hair flying free about her shoulders now that she was out of uniform, slid an arm about her father;s chest.
"Don't listen to a word he says," she'd laughed, rolling her eyes at her twins, "He takes himself way too seriously."
Kami's father had grinned, and risen to his feet, only to halt mid-way, his expression showing concern.
"Paige? Sweetie?"
Warned by something in her father's voice, Kami had turned to see her identical twin almost in tears, her fists clenched, and her jaw trembling. A look that Kami had seen a million times before...
...A look of guilt...
Fear already clawing at her heart, Kami had opened her mouth to whisper words that were heavy with dread...
"No Paige...
...what have you done?"

With a jolt Kami woke from her dream, her heart pounding in her chest, the image of her sister still burning brightly in front of her eyes.
"Kami, wake up!"
Kami tried to spin about towards the sound of the voice, only to feel herself falling to the side and into open air...
She opened her mouth to cry out for help, but felt strong hands encircle her waist, and pull her back into the saddle of the moving speeder.
"Kami geezus!" TK shook her gently from where he had twisted about to grab his falling passenger, "You were having a nightmare. It's okay. Relax."
Feeling a flush of embarrassment rise to her cheeks, Kami straightened her camo gear and fought to regain her composure. "I'm...I'm fine...sorry."
TK gave her a wry look,nodded, then turned back to the controls of the speeder, "Okay, we're nearing the clearing where we left Platoon B."
Kami straightened in her seat, her fingers scrabbling to find the reassuring weight of her E-11, before she realized that the pain in her leg had subsided. She whispered a silent prayer of thanks, then watched as TK steered the speeder through the last of the scattered trees of the forest and brought the two Dragoons out into the large clearing that they had flown straight through shortly before.

Platoon B was no-where to be seen.

TK flew a quick lap of the clearing, he and Kami taking in the carnage that lay before them.
Two Rebel tanks lay gutted on their sides, surrounded by piles upon piles of charred, still smoking bodies.
"That's whats left of the Rebels" TK announced, his voice sounding somewhat somber, as it traveled back to Kami on the wind. Kami's eyes roved over the white forms that were littered in between the piles of Rebel dead,
"Not without a cost though...they lost at least half the platoon"
TK weaved about a lone tree, and then pointed at his bike's screen, "This path keeps on going up towards the Shield generator. The rest of the Platoon must have headed that way."

As the duo brought the bike around to follow the shabby path, Kami saw what looked to be like heavy tank tracks in the Moorja mud.
She felt a smile of relief spread across her face, "They're on their way to the shield generator alright...with four brand new tanks as reconciliation for their losses..."

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

"I'm getting something over the NR's comm." TK called back over his shoulder, causing Kami to turn her attention back towards the front of the bike, "Sounds like they're pulling back to the shield generator for a last stand."
Kami leaned forwards and rested her chin on the sergeant's shoulder to see the bikes navigational screen, "We're only a few miles from the generator now. Our forces must be bulking up for a full assault on the remaining Rebels close to here."
Kami glanced about, and realized that the duo were now traveling in sparsely vegetated hill country, "Easier to spot things to shoot at out here."
TK threw her a sly grin over his shoulder, "Well, let's go find you something to keep you amused."
With a roar of the engine, TK pointed the nose of the speeder bike to the earth and zoomed closer to the path the Dragoons were still following.
"Platoon B must be around here somewhere." Kami shouted over the wind as TK pushed the speeder's speed over 250km, "Look, see, there's the shield generator"
She pointed off towards where smoke had appeared on the horizon, its origin hidden by a large chain of low riding hills, "We've already managed to stir things up a little."
Almost as soon as the words exited her mouth she heard the sound of blaster fire from up ahead. "Hang on!" TK shouted as the two Dragoons rounded the corner...
...and came face to face with a heavily engaged Platoon B...

"Pull up!" Kami screamed, as Rebel fire poured at them from all sides.
TK reacted almost instantly, slamming on the speeders brakes and pulling the bike about 180 degrees. A thump, followed by the shriek of speeder told Kami that he hadn't been fast enough...
"We're hit! Get ready to jump!"
The bike tilted dramatically, almost sending TK flying from his seat as began its dive towards the earth. Smoke filling her eyes and lungs, Kami forced herself to watch in the last vital seconds as the ground grew terrifyingly in front of her, before she, for the third time that day, threw herself to the side and away from the dying speeder bike.
She felt TK leave the bike with her, and then felt herself hit the ground and roll, her shoulder absorbing the majority of the shock. After rolling for a few meters, she came to her knees then to her feet, and broke into a run as she tried to make sense of what was happening around her.

Two Rebel hover tanks were battling it out with four ground bound Rebel tanks, whose tracks were currently preventing them from maneuvering quickly about the hill with which they were engaged on. Running frantically about at the base of the four Rebel tanks were the remnant of Platoon B's ground troops, twenty or so white clad figures who were firing wildly towards the mount of the hill. Ducking as Rebel fire zoomed over her head; Kami coughed smoke violently from her lungs, glancing about in an attempt to find TK.
Ducking another volley of shots, Kami saw the busted speeder bike to her right, and the dazed form of her sergeant attempting to rise to his feet to its side.
Blinking in a vain attempt to get rid of the smoke hovering in front of her eyes, Kami saw what the Platoon troops were so doggedly trying to destroy. Just a few hundred meters from where the tanks were battling it out, two E-Webs were pounding the Imperials position unmercifully from behind rock cover.
"Damm Moorja terrain!" Kami shouted to no-one in particular as one of the E-Web gunners swung the turrent of his gun about towards TK, no doubt to finish off his kill.
"No! TK! Move!" Kami screamed, breaking into a sprint, and dropping the slugthrower rifle at her feet, "Move! Now!"
TK, blood visible on his face, glanced up from where he was only half standing to see Kami running flat towards him, fear etched into her green eyes, "I'm..." he stammered, as the E-Web aimed...then fired...
Kami dove...throwing herself with all her might at TK...and hitting his chest with a blow that stole away her breath and sent the both of them flying backwards and down the hill's slope...
...just as the laser hit home...

Kami heard herself yelp as the intense heat of the blast bit away at the uncovered right side of her face, then felt the pain lessen as the duo rolled away from the Rebel fire.
Digging clawed fingers into the dirt, Kami felt herself slow, then stop, pulling her E-11 out from under her body as she did so. The scrabble of dirt from next to her signaled TK's halt, and together the duo rose to their feet, and then ran back towards the battle.
"Sarge!" Kami threw TK her rifle as she ran, then scooped down and picked up her discarded sniper rifle, "Cover me!"
TK, two E-11's in hand, threw Kami a blood tinged grin, and shouting at the top of his lungs, grabbed the attention of the rest of the Platoon. The platoon's squad leader, judging by the patch on his armor, looked back to see the dirt covered, rebel clothed Dragoons, and swung his rifle up almost apprehensively.
"Wait!" TK waved his arms about theatrically, jumping aside mid step to avoid another volley of fire from the E-Webs, "We're friends!"
Seeing a flash of clean white armor revealed under the Rebel honcho, the Sergeant hesitated, saw Kami and her rifle, then yelled at his men to concentrate all their fire on the hilltop. A visibly relieved TK focused the tip of his guns at the Rebel who was bringing about his E-Web to attack the Dragoons for the second time, then opened fire with the rest of the Platoon, forcing the Rebels to duck back behind cover. As the two sergeants pelted the Rebels with gunfire, Kami brought the sniper rifle up to her shoulder, and planted her feet firmly into the earth.
For once this Moorja mud will come in handy... she thought grimly as she focused through the scope, maybe it'll help me with my aim...
Calling out to TK, she waited until he stopped firing, then shot two gunners who rose curiously from behind cover. With a laugh, TK shot and hit another who tried to help his friend, then threw Kami's rifle back to her. Together, the two sprayed shots at the remaining 8 or so gunners, then ran full pelt up the hill towards them.
A roar sounded at Kami and TK's backs as the rest of the Platoon followed suit, screaming war cries as they charged up the hill towards the shocked Rebel gunners.

Within a matter of seconds, the advancing storm troopers had flooded over and disposed of the remaining Rebels, then turned back to man the E-Webs, spinning them about to target the two Rebel hover tanks. After resiting a few minutes of continual E-Web fire, the tanks collapsed, imploding and landing haphazardly on their sides in a blaze of flame.
As cheers rose up from the Platoon, Kami joined in, throwing her rifle into the air, and laughing along with TK as they finally comprehended what they had just done

TK smiled, a terrifying image with his blood streaked face, "Well...at least you could never say this job's not interesting..."

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

Damnit.

Rizzit felt like punching the nearest wall, or nearest trooper. No matter which way they went, streets were blocked off, and they couldn't get any closer to the spaceport.

With the ban on open frequency communications, Rizzit couldn't get in contact with Kuroishi to coordinate their forces.

"Just another day on the job" Rizzit muttered tp himself. "Knight." he said, opening the link to the Lance Corporal. "How goes hacking into the mainframe?"

Static crackled over the comm, then Knight's voice boomed over the speaker. "Slow. They're using an old encryption, but its layered so thick that it could take me another half hour before I can get into their Army tracking systems. "

"Well keep at it. We need that info." Rizzit out.

Looking around the room, Rizzit could read the frustration on his troops face. He had imagined his return to lead the Raiders to be glorious, with his squad banding together and flawlessly completing their objectives.

Needless to say, his hopes were dashed by continuing problems and constant misfortune.

The squad was hunkered down in a back alley, some 5 blocks away from the spaceport they had been trying to reach for hours. It seemed fitting to the Lieutenant that they should be crouched down amidst garbage, because thats they way their mission was looking...trashy.

A burst of encrypted code came over the comm link, startling Rizzit.

"Knight you get that?" he called ov erht squad comm.

"Yah boss, standard Imperial encryption, give me 20 seconds to decrpypt then I'll restransmit to you."

Silence reigned over the comm for a good half a minute. Rizzit's datapad bleeped as Knight transmitted toe decoded message to him.

Eyes widening with thre realization that their situation just got a lot, LOT worse, he called out to the squads.

"Guys we are about to be at ground zero, get back to the freighter we need to get the hell out of here."
 
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Senior Sergeant Jikkyo "Fallen Angel" Nimiichi 
Assistant Squad Leader (ASL) - Raider Squad -
AS-3/ASL/SSGT Fallen Angel/3SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR] [RoM] [BC] [BoA]

Dark Jedi Journeyman Phoenix
TRN/JRN Phoenix/Training 2/VEDJ/VE/Lopen
"You need guys like me." - Tony Montana

***Just before the last post***
    After retransmitting the encrypted message FlyingKnight started to type as fast as he could to get the tracking codes and other info.

    "Lance Corporal get your butt back to the ship we need to get out of here so they can barrage the enemy." Rizzit ordered.
    "I am coming just hold on a sec I want to get those codes." Knight responded
    "Alright but hurry up we need to clear the area."
    "Roger that." Knight closed the comm.

    Trying to break each layer by flooding them with useless dummy viruses Knight was able to easily by bypass the encryption. Getting rid of the last encryption layer he uploaded a virus that was able to lock out any user that was trying or had an access at the time.

    "I got through the last encryption meet me near my position, I am sending you the coordinates now." Knight commed to the ship.
    "We'll be there in a sec but there is a formation of T-47s airspeeders heading our way." Sniping101 responded closing the comm.

    Knight started to upload the whole database since he had some time before extraction. Using spare datadisks to store the information he started to collect his things to leave. Seeing that the download reading was at 90 percent he popped in the last disk and watched the percentage bar rise to 100% and closed his laptop. Checking the street he looked up into the sky and saw a T-47 crash into a building about a block away and the commadeered ship coming in for an approach. The landing ramp already down Knight saw Rizzit standing at the top of it.

    "Just jump in we need to get out of here." Rizzit said.

    Waiting for it to get closer Knight jumped onto the ramp as it started to close and walked inside and sat down at the ships computer terminal.

    "Knight I want you to send the tracking codes to the Dominion and start going through the info that you downloaded to see if anything is interesting." Rizzit ordered.

    The ship surged as it gained altitude and leveled off. Knight transmitting the codes to the dominion started to go through the bytes of information that his skills got for the Empire.
 
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Lance Corporal
Frank "FlyingKnight" Carter
-Raider Squad-
TRP/LCPL FlyingKnight/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR]
Never hold your farts in. They travel up your spine, into your brain, and that's where you get sh**ty ideas from.---Thought of the Year

    Typing on his laptop FlyingKnight was going through the intel he just hacked out of the NR mainframe when he got a transmission.

    "Wraith one to Raiders one.  Don't have much time before cannot continue to transmit.  Plan is to create sufficiant obsticales to block exit of rebel forces, then use our two squads as problem solvers.  Do you comply?" Kuroishi commed.
    "This is Lance Corporal FlyingKnight. We read you. Do you copy," Knight responded.

    The LCPL only heard static. Rizzit walked over after hearing the transmission.

    "We will land near where Kuroishi's postition is can you pinpoint his location?" Rizzit said.
    "Yes the transmission came from a hotel lobby near the spaceport." Knight responded quickly.
    "Keep going through that intel and send anything interesting to the Dominion." Rizzit said walking toward the cockpit.

    FlyingKnight felt the ship start to manuever in for a landing. Starting to go through the info again something caught his eye. Opening the file named Z6 he saw the words TOP SECRET and Zeta Six across the top and thought he should send it to the higher ups.

    Opening a comm to the dominion Knight encrypted the file and got ready to send the intel. "This is Lance Corporal FlyingKnight of the Raiders Squad, I found this file in the military mainframe and it looked interesting."
    There was a short pause. "Thank you Lance Corporal, this will be useful. Do you have any other data?" A technician asked.
    "Yes roger that." Knight responded.
    "Send the rest of the data up and the intelligence officers will have a look at that. We are ready to receive the data."
    Knight sent the data and closed the comm.

    Rizzit's voice boomed over the ships PA. "We will be landing in a few minutes to meet up with Kuroishi to help deal with the Rebels maybe trying to escape the city. Check your gear and make sure that your NBC gear is running because the Imperials are hitting the city with nukes. That is all."

    Knight packed up his laptop and checked his suit and helmet to make sure that no radiation will get in. He felt the ship land and heard the landing ramp lower. He checked his weapon slide on his helmet and jogged down the ramp into the hotel.
 
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Lance Corporal
Frank "FlyingKnight" Carter
-Raider Squad-
TRP/LCPL FlyingKnight/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR]
Never hold your farts in. They travel up your spine, into your brain, and that's where you get sh**ty ideas from.---Thought of the Year

Out of Character: Hey guys! I am back. Hehe. Well..here it goes..

Lukas Yuy, just being cured after being injured, was back in action to help the Wraiths. He was sitting in the drop pod waiting for the Dominion's go ahead for him to be shot towards the awaiting battlefield. Changing to green the status light signaled that the catapult was going to launch him towards the planet. Feeling the heavy G-forces Lukas braced himself to be caught in the planets pull.

Being pulled forward after the retro boosters kicked in he sat back and waited for the next firing. Feeling the pull of the planets gravity he started to vector himself to land near the last reported place of Kuroishi. Firing again, the retros slowed the pod down and he looked out the window to see the remains of the city and traces of some mushroom clouds. The thrusters fired as he aimed himself toward the area near the spaceport.

Heading closer towards the ground the repulsors kicked in and landed with a loud thump after hitting a pile of debris. Lukas collected his gear and opened the hatch to find a deserted street. Pulling out his datapad he checked his position. Finding that he needed to move towards the hotel, the Lance Corporal started to walk. Almost forgetting he pulled out a thermite grenade and tossed it into the drop pod. Walking away, he heard the explosion and started heading off towards his squad leader.
 
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Name: Lukas Yuy
Rank: Lance Corporal
TRP/LCP Lukas Yuy/4SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/VEA/VE
Squad: Wraith
Occupation: Sniper/Special Forces

Kami and TK brought up both hands to block the intense beams of light which had suddenly flared up on the horizon.
"Looks like command's calling in the big guns" TK shouted over the roar that followed, a strong gust of unnatural wind nearly flinging the two dragoons from their perch atop one of Platoon B's stolen Rebel tanks. Gripping her fingers more securely around the tanks hatch, Kami watched the last of the light fade from Moorja's atmosphere, "Impressive."

TK grimaced through the dirt and blood that caked his face, "You could say that..."
"Sergeant!"
TK turned towards the trooper traveling on the tank next to them. The trooper gestured towards the surrounding terrain, "The shield generator is just over that rise."
With a nod, TK rose unsteadily to his feet atop the tank and swept his arm in a large arc, signaling to the last two tanks, both of which were also peppered with the remaining ground troops of Platoon B, that they should be ready to engage the enemy once again.
Helping her sergeant back to a more secure position, Kami strained her eyes in a attempt to see over the rise, and see that the shield that was issuing so much smoke. After just a few more minutes of traveling, the Dragoon's tank topped the hill, and revealed a generator enclosed in waves upon waves of dark clouds of smoke.

VE forces popped in and out of view from amongst the clouds, swarming over the last defenses of the Moorja's forces and blowing huge chunks out of the generator with whatever weapons they had available. 

"Who's who?" Kami yelled over the screams and war cries issuing from all the engaged forces, feeling the tank jolt slightly as it rolled over the remains of a Rebel speeder bike.
TK glanced anxiously about him, "I can't see Afyon or Rema anywhere."
Kami glanced vigilantly about the tank for the rest of her squad, and saw a Rebel step forward from the fog instead. Shooting him three times in the chest, she tore her eyes away from his still twitching form as it went slowly under the tracks of their ride.

"Just go for the generator." Kami yelled down towards the driver, "We'll take out anyone in our way as we go." The driver glanced up at TK for confirmation of the orders, then increased the speed of the tank, sending it racing almost blindly towards their target...

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

Kuroishi looked at what Wraith had managed to accomplish on his map display and felt proud that his squad had managed to even make the funnel that lead to th gauntlent that the rebels were currently slogging through.

Between the five companies Fury had managed to give as reinforcements, what the Raiders had brought with them, and the two squads working together the space port would be fully secured within the hour.

The only question was would they be able to hold it or even keep it intact?

With the release of nuclear weapons some of the troopers who didn't wear filtration or other nbc protective gear would have to make thier way to a medical facility and be out of action for an undesireable length of time.

The upside was the rebel assault forces were in disarray and were attempting to retreat.

Kuroishi watched the last two buildings colapse sealing the funnel.  Now it was time for head hunting.  There were still mobile command vehicales leading the various units of rebel assault forces and command and cooridnation was possible on a small scale for them still.  This bothered Kuroishi, it meant they might actually be able to organize a breakout.

A quick check of the tracking displays and Kuroishi walked into the lounge to find what members of his squad had managed to make it to the hotel before the nukes hit the ground.
 
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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

Lukas looked over at Kuroishi and gave him a nod.

"Glad to see you back on your feet, Lukas. There are Rebel troops retreating, but there are some still resisting. So I want you to go to the gauntlet and get into a suitable sniping position and take out any Rebels you spot", Kuroishi said to him.

Lukas nodded and grabbed his gear off the table he put it on.

Before going, Lukas checked to make sure he had all his gear, including his black armor.

Once this was done, he gave Kuroishi a salute and headed out towards the gauntlet.

As he walked along, his sniper rifle in its case along with the rounds and his other gear on his belt, he looked around at the desolate city that once stood.

He heard every now and then, the firing of rounds and faint screams.

Lukas reached the guantlet after 15 minutes of a walking.

As he looked around, he spotted a large pile of debris, and the desolate sound of silence, and the occassional gun fire.

Lukas spotted a perfect spot for sniping from, it was one of the remaining buidings, that stood although had gotten some damage done to it.

He made sure the coast was clear and made his way towards the building, killing a few Rebels with his silenced pistol, making sure to hit them in the head.

Lukas disposed the two bodies in a nearby dumpster, and took out a frag grenade, launching it from a safe distance into the dumpster.

A few moments later, the grenade went off with a loud bang and the dumpster exploded.

He then walked over the threshold to an office building, which seemed pretty intacted, but all the windows were all blown out.

Lukas walked over to the elevator shaft and pressed the up button and waited a few moments.

Nothing happened, so he decided to take the stairs since he had light gear on.

Lukas made his way up the stairs, with no resistance, and found a room on the 28th floor.

This room looked out over the gauntlet, so he would be at a very good advantage for sniping.

Lukas grabbed his case he had the sniper rifle in and opened it up.

He pulled out the attachments like a silencer and the scope, as well as the clip.

Lukas loaded the clip and attached the silencer and scope.

After this, he set the sniper rifle down on a nearby table.

Lukas opened the door and went out into the corridor.

As he went along the hallway he placed motion sensors on various objects.

After he was done doing this, he walked back into the room, closing the door behind him.

Lukas grabbed his sniper rifle back off the table and looked down the scope, scouting around for Rebels.

Lukas spotted two Rebel soldiers coming out of a building a few hundred yards from were he was.

He lined them up in his cross hairs and fired a single shot, hitting one in the forehead, and took another shot at the other one, hitting him in the neck.

The two soldiers dropped to the ground, blood everywere.

Lukas then turned on his comm. piece and spoke into it, "Kuroishi, sir, I have found a place to snipe from. It is an old office building over looking the gauntlet, in and out."

He waited a few moments before hearing Kuroishi's voice come on, "Good job Lukas, cotinue to take out Rebel soldiers as they try to get in or out, if you need back up, just call".

Lukas responded by saying, "Will do sir".

He wondered how his fellow squad members were holding up, as they are scattered in the battlefield.

Lukas continued to watch down the scope of his sniper rifle, waiting for more Rebels to appear.
 
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Name: Lukas Yuy
Rank: Lance Corporal
TRP/LCP Lukas Yuy/4SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/VEA/VE
Squad: Wraith
Occupation: Sniper/Special Forces

The exhaustion of working for so many hours straight had gotten to Merrick, and she'd fallen asleep sitting against the wall of one of the buildings they'd so effectively cleared of life. As far as their objectives were concerned, their job was done. Her team was spent, and she was not going to lead them into battle again so soon. At least not unless Fury commanded her to, which seemed unlikely at this point. Moorja seemed to be under control, mostly, without their further help.

Merrick woke suddenly as a sniper shot sounded close by, at first started by the noise but unconcerned for her squad. Until she remembered that it had been Shadow's turn to keep an eye on the people traffic around the building they were resting in. She got up to check on him since he hadn't reported lately. Making her way up to the small higher level room that had been serving as a lookout position, she soon discovered why. Shadow lay in a pool of his own blood, unconscious or dead, a ragged gap in the side of his neck. His white armour was speckled with deep red spots and the blood was seeping into the wooden floor of the building. "Dammit, just what I need." Merrick returned to where the other Jesters were waiting. None of them were very upset, as Shadow hadn't been one of the very popular members, but Hashi and Frog decided it was time to hunt down the soldier who had killed him anyway. Merrick merely suggested Frog take a whole team rather than just Hashi with him.
 
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Jester Squad
TRP/SFC Merrick/1SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [CotE][SoA][CoH]
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To thy protection fear and sorrow flee, and those that weary are of light find rest in thee.
If you love something, set it free. If it doesn't come back, hunt it down and kill it.

Hashi looked down on the body of his dead comrade, Shadow. There was a gaping hole in his neck, neatly sliced open. An ugly mixture of blood and mucus stained the dead man's breastplate.

A cold, empty feeling stirred in Hashi's chest. Strangely enough, he did not feel any emotion at the death of his squad member.

Had war really turned him into an unfeeling killing machine? He contemplated that for a couple of seconds, then shrugged.

Tearing away from the sight Hashi joined Firefrog, who was assembling a three man fireteam, him included. The other two were Slash, their radioman, and Digitalaeon, who had mostly recovered from his battle wound and was now looking sprightly.

They knew what they needed to do. Find the enemy soldier who sniped Shadow and kill him, before anymore of them could fall as another victim.

They silently trudged out of the camp to hunt for the enemy sniper. They advanced in single file, in a cautious manner. Frog had the point while Hashi brought up the rear.

The stench of charred flesh and ash reached deep into their nostrils. The city was a mass of ruins after severe artillery bombardments. The bleached white bones of men caught in the crossfire littered the streets. Now and then the boot of a Jester unintentionally crushed a human skull under it.

An hour and a half had past, and they were still searching for the elusive sniper. The sun beat down on the four figures carefully clearing out the blasted ruins building by building.

Weariness and frustration came to the Jesters, and Firefrog was on the brink of calling off the search, when out the corner of his eye, he spied a stealthy figure rising behind a window on the fifth floor of a half destroyed residential building.

Instinctively, Firefrog dived to the right as a second later a bullet hit the spot where Frog had been standing.

In the blink of an eye, they fireteam sprang into action. They were out in street, completely in the open. Realizing this, they hurriedly dived for cover, hiding between vehicle debris or metal crates. Slash chucked a frag grenade at the window, but it was a poor throw and the 'nade bounced off the wall and back into the street.

The explosion threw Hashi off-balance and he fell flat on his back. Picking himself up he sprayed at the open window with his machine gun, but the figure in the gillie suit was no longer there. Hashi's bolts hit empty air.

Go Go Go, someone yelled. With a heave they charged into the building, Frog kicking the front door open. They rushed through the building, and in textbook fashion, started flinging flashbangs into every room before rushing in.

Hashi jumped over disused furniture and rolled yet another flashbang into an open doorway. This time, there was a startled cry and a heavy metal clang as the enemy sniper dropped his rifle and covered his eyes from the glaring blinding flash.

Hashi waltzed in and swung the butt of his machine gun into the man's face with all his might, throwing him back as blood and mucus splattered over his shattered facial features. Another swift downward thrust and the stock of his weapon rammed into the privates of the man. The man had no time to gasp out as the final swing caught him straight in between the eyes.

The rest of the fireteam filed into the room. Hashi stepped back as Firefrog walked forward and kicked their tormented prisoner so that he was lying flat on his face. A boot pinning the man's head down, Firefrog yanked the man's hair back forcefully.

Drawing his combat knife, he danced it gracefully across the man's throat, cutting arteries and spraying blood everywhere. A heavy sigh resonated. Leaving the twitching body alone to die, the four scout troopers left the building and headed back to camp.
 
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Sergeant Hashi Shiyun [IH] [SoA] [LoR]
-- SAW Gunner, carries really big m4ch1n3z gunz
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-- Jester Squad