JR and Snipes were hiding behind a chunk of the wall that hadden stuck bertically into the ground providing decent cover.  Providing cover fire for the three DJ RAIDERS, JR ducked as a bolt nicked the metal beside his gun.  He glanced at Snipes who had also ducked behind the metal, "You wouldn't happen to have any explo..." he began to ask, but stopped short of finishing when he heard a cry coming from the area of the DJ.  sithspit he thought that didn't sound good.  Thinking that one of his comrades had been wounded he looked over the cover, only to see that Pheonix, Otto and Cyanus had been joined by another DJ, must be Raz JR thought to himself, and that the four of them were making what appeared to be a suicide run towards the enemy lines.

"Hey Snipes," JR said looking towards Sniping, who had also been looking for the source of the cry, "Looks like they're gonna need our help if they wanna get out of that mess alive."

"Well then," Snipes replied, "What are we waiting for?" and with that began blasting at the enemy line, trying to take out as many as he could before the DJ reached it.  Following suit, JR began firing as well, but was only able to get 4 shots off before his gun died on him.  Sithspit he thought to himself, looking the energy gage on his gun Just what I need, no more ammo.  He looked around frantically for a gun lying around on the ground.  He finally found a few that appeared to have belonged to a group of rebel guards that had been crushed by pieces of the wall.  However, in order to get them it would mean that he would have to leave his cover.

"Snipes, I need more ammo," he said, "And I'm guessing you will too, really soon.  I can see a few guns about 20 metres away, so I'm going to need some cover while I get them and bring them back."

"Roger that," came the reply from Snipes, as JR took a smoke grenade from his belt and threw it into the clearing.  Waiting for the smoke to get thick enough to block sight, he turned one his infrared goggles and took off towards his destination.  Making it there unscathed he knew that Snipes had done his took in the surroundings.  No matter how many wars he had fought in there were still some things that one could never get used to.  Looking around JR saw blood and crushed body parts everywhere.  Quickly gathering as many guns as he could he got away quickly before the smoke thinned out.  Dashing back to Snipes, JR unloaded his stash.  Counting the guns he discovered that he had gotten five.  That oughta be enough for a while.  He then grabbed one of them got up over the cover and began firing just as the DJ were about to hit the wall.
 
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Senior Seargent JR
- Raider Squad -

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

"I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it." Jack Handey

"Cowards do not count in battle; they are there, but not in it." Euripides

The four Dark Jedi raced like a blur towards the Republic lines, lightsabre moving as if influenced by the wind in front of them, deflecting lasers from the group of troopers they raced toward. Otto noticed lightly that the troops in the of the group were turning and heading back towards the ridge. The four Dark Jedi paid it little mind as they clashed with the front lines. They immediately created a bubble of security for themselves, forming a small square, with Pheonix and Raziel on the left hand side, and Cyanus and Otto on the right, Pheonix and Otto furthest into the group. They moved like a small flock of birds, when each person moved more than a step in one direction, the rest of the quartette moved with them. With lightsabres blocking any blaster bolts that might cause the others harm, and nothing but corpses inside the circle, the four Jedi began to spread out, to cover more ground inside the enemy lines.

Pheonix glanced over the heads of those Rebels closest him and noticed that there were still some retreating. Because of the meld, no communication was needed, so the quartette picked up the pace to take out more troops. They needed to find out where those in back were retreating to. The square broke up as the Dark Jedi spread out, taking on their own positions on the front line. The air was a flurry of blaster bolts and swipes of color. The ground was covered in bodies and blood. The closest remnant of white and snow encircled the battleground like water would encircle and island. This was their Island of Death, and the population was steadily growing. Finally the last blaster bolt was fired, and the last cry of pain was cried as Raziel used both of his lightsabres to decapitate the trooper in front of him. As one, the quartette took a deep breathe and released it, glancing around their island, its final inhabitant had just moved in

    "Ok Raiders," Pheonix said over the comm. "You can come visit here with the big boys."

Once the rest of the Raiders had joined the Dark Jedi, they surveyed possible wounds, and after discovering that the squad was fully intact, they jogged in the direction that the Republic troops had begun retreating in. The skies were growing dark, but a deep blue glow could be seen in the direction they were headed. There was a small hill impairing their direct vision in front of them. Reaching the top of it, the Raiders could see five troop transports sitting in the Republic landing zone. The Rebel reinforcements had arrived. This was not good. Blaster fire began piercing the air as the Republic troops glimpsed the Raiders atop the hill. The non-Jedi dove in the direction they had just come, desperately trying to reach cover. The four Jedi blocked as many bolts as they could before they realized that they too needed to reach cover.
 
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Sergeant First Class Otto Vox
Dark Jedi Knight
Fire Team Leader (FTL) - Raider Squad -
Vast Empire Army
FTL/SFC Otto Vox/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE(LM)(ES)(SoS)(RCoD)
CM/DJK Otto Vox/Lion 1-4/Krath/VEDJ/VE
Give into the inferno that is the Dark Side of the Force - Otto Vox
"The earth it shall burn right into our eyes on this very night"
"We shall destroy the earth rebuild it, none shall inherit it."
"Blood turned into fire, made to drink like wine"

(OOC: I got a great concept for you art: Shut your bloody Canuk trap. I do read the posts, I just skim over yours, because I wish to avoid reading them fully and getting aggrivated with the stupidity. And your posts, whether "informational" or not, are worthless and crappy. Now do us all a favor and go die in the snow)
 
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Sergeant First Class Otto Vox
Dark Jedi Knight
Fire Team Leader (FTL) - Raider Squad -
Vast Empire Army
FTL/SFC Otto Vox/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE(LM)(ES)(SoS)(RCoD)
CM/DJK Otto Vox/Lion 1-4/Krath/VEDJ/VE
Give into the inferno that is the Dark Side of the Force - Otto Vox
"The earth it shall burn right into our eyes on this very night"
"We shall destroy the earth rebuild it, none shall inherit it."
"Blood turned into fire, made to drink like wine"

[OOC: Art, keep the OOC out of the story, espcially if you are going to criticize someone. It disrupts the story and makes you look like a complete tool /OOC:]

"Otto, lets get inside the walls!" Cyanus yelled towards the elder Krath. A quick flick of his wrist deflected a bolt aimed at his stomach.

Otto began to pull back, away from the reinforcements which had landed near the gate to the NR compound. Turning the corner of the wall, he joined the other three Dark Jedi and the other Raiders present.

Peeking around the corner of the hole they had opened in the wall, Phoenix was delighted to see no new marines had decided to join the Island of Death.

The battle had been long and fierce, but had barely just begun. Already the Sith could feel fatigue setting in. He had barely managed to fend off the fire from the transports. His arms and legs were sluggish, and his bad shoulder shot pain through him whenever it moved.

"Things could be worse" Raziel said, a small smile escaping his lips. The Krath Knight's chest was heaving as well, the intense Force meld taking its toll on him as well. "We could be..."

Phoenix's senses lit off alarms in his head, and almost mindlessly, ignited his saber and swung around...to come face to face with a Trandoshan.

Phoenix immediately dove to his left, staying behind the cover of the wall and drew his IR-5...only to stop at the laughing coming through the suits comm-systems.

Through the Force he could feel Raz's delight at Phoenix's reaction. Stretching out his senses behind the Trando, Phoeinx sighed as he picked up Kami and Virius' presences.

"Phoenix, Cy, Otto. Meet Varron, the newest member of Iron Horse." Raz said.

Varron hissed in greeting as the rest of IH emerged from their cover.

"Master." Virius said, bowing to the Sith.

Phoenix nodded to him in return, then to Kami as well. "How is your ammo doing Vir? We're running on empty here, and five transports just landed..."

"We're still fairly full. Ran into a bit of trouble with some NR speeders. Nothing we couldn't handle though." The SL replied.

"I'd sure love to know how they got past the Dominion so easily..." one of IH's members muttered.

The sentence had not even left his lips when the trooped found himself suddenly on his backside, an amethyst blade pointed at his throat.

"Do not question the General." Phoenix growled.

A hand placed itself on Phoenix's shoulder, and Kami's voice filled his helmet. "Trike didn't mean anything by it F...I mean Phoenix. We're all on the ragged edge. Who'd have thought the Republic would have such force out on this remote planet..."

Extinguishing his blade, Phoenix lifted the trooper Kami had identified as "Trike" off the ground through the Force and wordlessly turned away from him.

"I'd LOVE to meet the Intelligence officer who told us resistance would be mild." Otto said, taking the quick pause in the action to recover his strength.

"Well we can hang him by his entrails later, right now we need to press our momentary advantage into the base." Cyanus spoke.

"Right. Raz, you're the only ranking officer present, I'll readily take your orders for the moment." Phoenix said, nodding to Virius.

"Likewise." the IH SL stated.

"I'm flattered guys, but lets put our heads together on this one." Pulling out a small datapad from his backpack, Raziel pulled up an aerial map of the base.

"These are the motor pool, landing pad, barracks and HQ. The barracks will be mostly empty, so we'll ignore those for now. IH is a mechanized infantry squad, so Vir I think we should check the motor pool, see if there's anything there we can use to fend off our new guests."

"If anyone has any explosives left, I can tear up the landing pad, force them to deploy outside the base..." Phoenix chimed in.

"Good idea. Here's the plan then. There's bound to be something explosive in the barracks, probably an armory of some sort. Phoenix you take Raiders through there and clean out resistance and re-arm yourselves. Vir will lead IH into the motor pool and see what we can filch. Radio once you have the pad wired, then we'll start on the HQ."

"How many sublevels does it have Raz?" Cyanus asked.

"We umm...don't have an exact figure, so we'll probabaly want to split into fireteams inside to cover more ground." The Dark Jedi replied.

"Right, lets get to it then, time is of the essence..." Phoenix announced.

As if to punctuate the point, the bases gates began to creak open as the NR reinforcements began their own plans...


 
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Dark Jedi Knight Gunnery Sergeant Phoenix
Cult Member (CM) - Sith Knight - Eagle Sect -
Squad Leader (SL) - Demolitions - Raider Squad -
VEA Recruiting Staff
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]

As Phoenix silently lead the Raiders through the base, he picked up chatter on his comm about an assault on the Southern wall of the base. Stretching his senses out behind him, he couldn't figure out exactly what battle those people were watching. The land they had just come from was quiet, a calm before an approaching storm.

Shaking his head, Phoenix raised his hand for the 5 Raiders to stop. Moving his right hand, Phoenix pointed two fingers to the right.

Cyanus and JR silently moved around the right side of the barracks entrance.  Otto and Snipes stayed with Phoenix as he then moved towards the door.

JR, having the heaviest firepoer of any of the five, took up a cover fire position while Cy worked on the door. Damn I wish V was still with us...that boy sure could slice Phoenix silently said to himself.

Cyanus cursed as he failed to open the security lock. Time was marchin on, and Phoenix was getting impatient.

"Screw it,"  he said. Moving up to the door, he ignited his saber and sliced through the security lock. The door slid open with a *whoosh* revealing darkness within.  The *snap-hiss* of Phoenix's saber however, drew the attention of the NR marines now filtering through the western gate.

Not bothering to wait for a reaction from withing, Phoenix yelled at the Raiders to get into the barracks. Jr lead the way, followed by Cyanus, Otto, then Snipes.

A few bolts fired in the desparate hope of striking home wandered near the squad, but Phoenix expertly picked them off as he stepped back into the doorway.

Touching the interior panel, the door slid shut in front of the Sith. A lightbulb turned on inside his head, and Phoenix put the tip of his saber to the seam of the door.

Without puncturing the metal, Phoenix traced the outline of the frame, creating a temporaryt weld that would slow the NR troops down...until they got some explosives that is.

The amethyst light from Phoenix's saber served as the only illumination in the dark corridor. Its purple tint reflected off the pale white armor of their armor, magnifying the illumination.

"JR, find a glow panel damnit..." Snipes muttered...
 
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Dark Jedi Knight Gunnery Sergeant Phoenix
Cult Member (CM) - Sith Knight - Eagle Sect -
Squad Leader (SL) - Demolitions - Raider Squad -
VEA Recruiting Staff
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]

(OOC: I respectfully ask for the story to be put on hold until the issue about the latest posts by Phoenix have been addressed.  Those posts are competely inaccruate and completely ignore the fact that Raiders, IH, and Jester are under heavy attack from the rebels in both their vanguard and flanks.  As it stands, it appears as though Phoenix and myself have described two completely different bases and two completely different battles though they are one in the same.  I ask that the posts either be deleted or that we quickly have a discussion to sort out these posts so the story actually makes sense.  As it stands, it makes absolutely no sense at all.)
 
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*DarkDragoons*

SL/SFC_Afyon/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/[LoR][IH][CoH(2)][SoA]

"The way of war is a way of deception. When able, feign inability; when deploying troops, appear not to be. When near, appear far; when far, appear near. Lure with bait; strike with chaos. If the enemy is full, be prepared. If strong, avoid him. If he is angry, disconcert him. If he is weak, stir him to pride. If he is relaxed, harry him; if his men are harmonious, split them. Attack where he is unprepared; appear where you are unexpected. This is victory in warfare; it cannot be divulged in advance. Victory belongs to the side that scores most in the temple calculations before battle. Most spells victory; least spells defeat; none, surer defeat. I see it in this way, and the outcome is apparent." -- Sun Tzu

[OOC:Operation:FU /OOC]

"Be warned two of the outposts ahead are still alive. Watch the fire from those things." Sergeant Rema blared over the comm. "If you get hit, the Empire isnt gonna spend resources on putting you back together so watch yourselves."

"Sarge, what of the other outpost?" one of the regulars crackled over the comm.

Blasting along at the high speed that he was, Rema only could see smoke bellowing out of the side of one of the outposts and assumed it was down. Military defense outposts dont normally beltch out smoke if they are in proper working order.

"It was taken down private, dont worry about it." The Dark Dragoon's CO replied. "Just keep your mind focused on the two live outposts."

"Roger."

The two outposts could be clearly seen in front of the wave of imperial speeders that swarmed towards them. The angle at which the swarm headed at the outposts provided the rebels with difficulty, which was apparent at the red laser bolts flying past the group. As the Imperials passed the incapacitated outpost they formed up into three waves preparing to smash up against the rebel defenses. The first wave, which contained Rema, Afyon and regulars, was about to begin its attack when an explosion destroyed the ground behind them.

Quickly turning his head, Rema saw the supposedly incapacitated outpost unloading missile fire and laser fire at the imperial attack group. The scene quickly dissolved into chaos. All the imperial speeders went every which way trying to avoid the fire coming from now all the outposts. A small contingent of rebels was sitting atop a snow bank adding to the fire that pummeled the imperials. Rema took his speeder in a tight arc with three regulars following him. He could see Afyon leading a group of speeders up the hill towards the rebels camped there. In the center of the chaos, Rema could see Sam and Zafo heading toward the damaged outpost that attacked them. The two were opening up their guns blowing chunks off the outpost. The two pealed to the right and left coming around in an arc to finish their target. Unfortunately a trio of regulars had followed behind the two Dragoons and was now in their line of fire. Before they could adjust their speeders a missile exploded out of the outpost and slammed into the trio of regulars. Two were instantly blow up while another careened away from the outpost directly at Sam.

Rema watched in horror as the regular's speeder nicked Sam's and then smashed into the ground. Sam's speeder wobbled back and forth conveniently straight at Zafo. A few seconds was all the time Zafo had to barely maneuver his speeder to avoid a head on collision. Nonetheless the two Dragoons collided sending fire, parts, and bodies in all directions.

"Afyon, Sam and Zafo our down. I repeat, Sam and Zafo are down. I do not know if they made it." Rema informed his CO. The Dragoon XO could hear the cursing of his CO as he processed the information.

"Get over there and see if you can find out ther....WATCH IT!"

Rema looked over to hill Afyon was assaulting and saw TK almost slam into the Dragoons CO. Rema had no idea how TK didnt hit Afyon, but he figured it had something to do with the Dark Jedi Lonewolf right behind the two. Rema accelerated towards their position in order to regroup with his squad mates.

"Rema get up here we are making an assault on the other outposts." Afyon directed through the comm.

The trio of Dragoons headed towards the nearest outpost, while the rest of the regulars led by Gio and Frenzee headed toward the far outpost. It was clear the other two outposts were expecting heavy attack and were not going down without a fight. The swarm of speeders that Gio and Frenzee lead had no hope of success. At the first sign of fire the Imperials start swerving all over the place and ignore the speeders around them. Within a matter of seconds five speeders were already down. Gio and Frenzee began their assault of the outpost and were inflicting heavy damage upon it. The two greenies however neglected to take the angular attack vector and were sitting ducks for the missile turrets. Two missiles erupted from the outpost and exploded into the ground a few feet in front of the two Dragoons. Once the vaporized snow and debris cleared, Rema could only see two piles of scrap that once were Gio and Frenzee's speeders. Sithspit, how many are we going to lose too these things.

As if giving him an answer Rema heard the cry of an Imperial soldier over the comm. Looking towards Afyon's position he barely saw TK's speeder slam into the ground at full speed sending TK's body flying like a rag doll. Continuing on, Rema watched as Afyon's speeder took a direct hit from one of the laser cannons and disintegrated beneath him. Afyon bounced across the ground before coming to a sudden halt in mid air. A blaster bolt flew where Afyon would have been. Lonewolf. Looking towards the Dark Jedi Dragoon he saw him speeding quickly towards the outpost. He was preparing to ram it. Before Rema could open the comm. to Lonewolf to tell him to stop, the Dark Jedi leaped from his speeder and rolled to the ground. The speeder slammed into the outpost obviously hitting something explosive as the entire thing went up. Shrapnel went everywhere slicing into Lonewolf. Rema could see Afyon laying on the ground covering his head as debris and shrapnel fell upon him.

Cursing to himself, Rema brought his speeder in a wide arc. He could see briefly the far outpost explode as the swarm of speeders around it regrouped. Pushing his speeder to its limits, the Dragoons XO accelerated towards the damaged outpost that took out Sam and Zafo.

"You three behind me. Form up and dont break you attack run until that thing is slag." Sergeant Rema ordered the three regulars behind him. He received three clicks of acknowledgement.

As the group got within range they all began to open fire on the already hurting outpost. They flew ever closer towards it holding down on their triggers, shooting a hail of laser bolts at it. They beard down on the outpost getting closer and closer. Out of fear, one of the regulars tried to break off but collided into the speeder next to him. The remaining imperial kept up with Rema blasting away at the outpost. When the speeders were only 30 meters away the outpost exploded. The snow trooper helmet darkened the visor to shield the imperial from the blinding light. Unable to see anything the regular slammed into the ground sending shrapnel into Rema's back.

Screaming out in pain Rema threw himself off his speeder and flew in the air. A sense of peace came to him as he floated for what seemed like a millennia. However reality came crashing back to him as he slammed into the ground and bounced two times. Each time he hit he could hear the crunch of bones. Lying in the snow for a few seconds he rolled over on his stomach and pushed himself up. His entire body screamed with pain. Rema's head was spinning but he managed to keep his body up. He looked around and saw the burning outpost in front of him.

"Take that you damn thing. You cant take down Sergeant Reon Elos." As he finished his sentence the outpost exploded sending shrapnel into Rema's body. He could feel pain in his gut as hot metal slid into him. He looked down and could see bloody seeping from numerous wounds. He collapsed to his knees grabbing his stomach. He could taste blood in his mouth. Falling over onto his back he stared up into the clear sky. The Dominion could be seen floating above. Blackness crept into his vision and soon the world floated away.
 
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*DarkDragoons*
{ARC:1STGen]
ASL/SGT/Rema/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][OPE] [AM-B][AM-S][AM-P][IH][SoA][CDS]
"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."

Afyon awoke a second later, finding himself lying in a pile of snow.  He moved to sit up only to find his neck and back really hurt as he moved.  He remember bouncing across the ground as his speeder was hit only to run into what seemed like an invisble brick wall.  He winced as he lay back down.  Must have been Lonewolf.  He thought.  After taking a deep breath, he managed to use his elbows to get himself into a sitting position.  His armour was badly damaged and several pieces were completely destroyed from the crash and the shrapnel hitting him.  The wound on his right leg had been reopened and was larger than before and he felt a stinging pain in several parts of his body from the bruises of the crash and the cuts the shrapnel made.  He put his right arm behind his neck and slowly tried to move it.  It was stiff and sore.  Probably a bit of a whiplash.  He thought.

Two imperial speeders blew past him on their way to the new formation of what was left of the imperial attacking force.  They both looped around and halted where he was.  Two soldiers climbed out of the first speeder and walked over to Afyon.

"You alright Sergeant?"  The driver asked.  Afyon put out his hand and one of them pulled him to his feet.

"Sithspit!"  He shouted as pain tore through his back and legs.  He adjusted all his weight to his less injured left leg and hopped over to sit on the hood of the speeder.  "Have you seen any other Dragoons?"  He asked the driver.

"None, but there are so many wrecked speeders and bodies here, if they went down you'll have a hell of a time finding them."  The driver replied.

"Thanks for the optimism."  Afyon grumbled.  "Corporal, you are now assigned to the other speeder as are your Private."  Afyon ordered the two in the first speeder.  "I am commandeering this one."  He stated.

"But Sergeant, the Major ordered everything and everyone left to regroup to continue the attack."  The corporal responded.  Afyon pulled out his pistol and fired eight shots down the length of the speeder making several black scorch marks.

"This speeder has been damaged in combat, it isn't suitable for continued use, in the other speeder Corporal."  Afyon responded, his mouth shaking as he held back another shout of profanity as he shifted positions.  The two stood and stared at him for a moment then hopped into the other speeder and drove off.  Afyon managed to get himself into the speeder after a couple of pauses for the pain to subside.  He started the speeder and sped off towards the closest area that he remembered a Dragoon crashing.  Five minutes of combing the area, he finally spotted two wrecked speeders and two bodies wearing battered stormtrooper armour that had the Dragoon insignia.  Afyon climbed down from the speeder slowly and used his A-280 as a crutch as he hobbled over to the two troopers.

"Sarge?"  One of them asked slowly.

"Ya its me Gio, you alright?"  Afyon asked.  Giovanni slowly got into a sitting position and pulled himself up slowly.  It looked like he had hit the ground hard and bounced like Afyon did.  "Help me pull Frenzee up."  Afyon slowly bent down and dragged Frenzee's left arm with his left hand while Gio helped pull up the rest of him.  They brought him over and sat him up in the passenger side of the speeder.  Afyon pulled off Frenzee's helmet only to jump back startled as he saw the trooper's eyes open.  Frenzee laughed hysterically then shouted profanities as the laughing made him move something that hurt.  "So help me private if you ever do that to me you'll be the butt of practical jokes for a bloody year!"  Afyon shouted at the trooper, then laughed, careful not to jar his back.  "Glad you're alright though"  He continued.  Frenzee laughed again.

"Well what now Sarge?"  He asked after regaining his composure.

"Three things.  We need to find the rest of the Dragoons, we need to get some shuttles down here to clear out the dead and wounded and we need to deal with any rebels who come are way.  I may need your explosives expertise on the last one Frenzee."  Afyon said.  "If we have enough able to, we can certainly do our part to blow up something in the base, if not, I'll need you to create a few vehicle traps and mines to hold off any inquisitive rebels."  He finished.
 
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*DarkDragoons*

SL/SFC_Afyon/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/[LoR][IH][CoH(2)][SoA]

"The way of war is a way of deception. When able, feign inability; when deploying troops, appear not to be. When near, appear far; when far, appear near. Lure with bait; strike with chaos. If the enemy is full, be prepared. If strong, avoid him. If he is angry, disconcert him. If he is weak, stir him to pride. If he is relaxed, harry him; if his men are harmonious, split them. Attack where he is unprepared; appear where you are unexpected. This is victory in warfare; it cannot be divulged in advance. Victory belongs to the side that scores most in the temple calculations before battle. Most spells victory; least spells defeat; none, surer defeat. I see it in this way, and the outcome is apparent." -- Sun Tzu

Kuroishi blinked his eyes open.  He had no idea how long he had been out, where he was or what was going on.

All that he knew was that his otherself had given him the time he needed to screw his head on straight to do another mission.

Kuroishi aas he regained full vision saw that he was covered in snow.

Greatfull now for wearing the gear designed to cope with similar conditions by the engineers of his homeworld, he rose from below the ice and snow and cleared off his Varnec Marine Combat Armor.

It may have become distinctive but considering the environement they were heading into nothing else would do.

Checking his equipment Kuroishi found his comm system was trashed and all he had were his small tool box and his vibro katana.  His pistols were destroyed beyond his ability to fix.

"Well terrific.  At least I'll get lost in comfortable surroundings."  Kuroishi muttered to himself.
 
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Kuroishi Wraith VEA
Daishi Raptor VEN
Assistant Writer Why Project Copyright Infringment
Ich bin hessliche amerikaner.
Agent of Wierdness
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.
"It's not what I'm on it's what I'm NOT on."-far as I know me
Agent of wierdness

The last trooper fell dead to the ground...twice. His torso from the chest down fell first, the rest of him shortly after. Shutting down his saber, Phoenix blinked away the cloudiness that had come over his vision. Fatigue gnawed at every muscle, every tendon, every joint in his body. Snowtrooper armor was not designed with melee combat in mind, and with its internal temperature control set to keep them warm, Phoenix felt as if he was lugging around 4 kilos of sweat in his armor.

The Force began to feel distant and vague, his extended and concentrated use draining his internal resevoir. Phoenix closed his eyes and concentrated fully on tapping into the Force, then used the trickle of energy to dull his aches and refresh his mind.

The fog over his thoughts was about to lift, when suddenly he was lifted off the snow and dropped unceremoniously onto his backside. Pain shot though his body as molton pieces of shrapnel burned through his armor.

Phoenix latched onto the pain, using it to renew his connection to the Force. Immediately he drained the heat from the metal shards in his armor and used the energy to project his mind outward and find his attackers.

The minds he touched brought a flicker of fear into his chest.

"BACK, BACK INTO THE BARRACKS!!" Phoenix shouted, rising to his feet.

It was then Phoenix realized what truly had happened.

During the spat with the now dead troops, Phoenix had mindlessly separated himself from the others. Otto and Cyanus were standing in the doorway of the barracks, shouting for him to run.

Cyanus, not as fatigued as Phoenix, had felt the threat and pushed Phoenix out of the way as best he could.

Phoenix heard the fire of more flechette rifles. Using the last of the energy he absorbed from the flechette, he pushed with the Force, dropping the flechette pieces that would have impaled him into the ground.

Taking off at a dead sprint, Phoenix caught a glimpse of blue armor coming around the corner of the HQ, bearing down on their position....
 
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Dark Jedi Knight Gunnery Sergeant Phoenix
Cult Member (CM) - Sith Knight - Eagle Sect -
Squad Leader (SL) - Demolitions - Raider Squad -
VEA Recruiting Staff
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]

"They just keep coming!"

Kami had a bare second to glance in Raz's direction before the next trooper was in her sights, storming forwards at a terrifying rate. She downed him with three shots to his chest, then swept the point of her rifle around to the trooper's comrades, who trampled over his body towards the Snowtroopers without a moment's hesitation.
"You better hurry it up Vee." She managed to scream into her comlink before one of Rebels rolled to come up under her stream of blaster fire to jab at her knees.
Only her reflexes saved her.
Twisting her body out of harm's way, she brought her right leg up, catching the trooper across his face with a booted foot. The rebel fell back with a loud crunch, both hands raised to cover a bloodied nose before Raziel's fire tore a hole through his throat.

"Fall back to the next room!" Raz yelled, shooting another trooper who managed to get within a few feet of the Horses. Kami took a step back to comply just as the blue garbed troopers surged forward in a mass, screaming madly in defiance at the blaster fire slamming into and about them. Telfaris shrieked as a trooper swatted aside his blaster before sweeping his vibro sword across the bothan's helmeted face. Without a conscious thought, Kami threw herself into the Rebel's path, catching the next swing on her rifle as Telfaris stumbled blindly backwards behind her. The impact of the blade slammed the rifle butt into her chest, pinning her hands beneath it.
Quelling the flash of panic in her chest, she dodged an elbow to her head, then fell to the floor to avoid the fist that smashed into the wall behind her. The trooper glanced down at Kami, surprise evident in his blue gaze, before her knives sank hilt deep into his unprotected thighs.
The Rebel wailed in pain as he tripped over himself in an attempt to fall back to the protection of his friends.
Not willing to take the risk of finishing her kill, Kami moved quickly to her feet to grab Telfaris's outstretched hand. Raziel moved protectively in front of the duo to cover them as they half-ran, half stumbled further back into the motor pool...
 
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Iron Horse Squad
-=silly caucasian girl likes to play with samurai swords=-
-=pretty...what do we blow up first?=-
ASL/SGT kaMi/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG] [GCA]

From the door of the barracks Otto grabbed the barrel of his A280 Rifle, which remained strapped to his back, and swung his weapon up to bare. Phoenix was still about five meters from the door, and his depleted strength was not exactly getting him back fast. The blue clad Republic troopers were baring down on hi quickly, something had to be done. Using the Force to aid his aim, he fire his first shot into the faceplate of the closest blue trooper. The trooper dropped in an instant, his face no longer existent. Otto swung his rifle to the opposite side of Phoenix and launched the extra powerful bolt into the chest of another blue trooper. The trooper flew back six feet and rolled on the snow, barely tripping up the trooper behind. Cyanus followed suit with his own blaster rifle and the troopers began to drop like flies. Once Phoenix was inside the barracks, Snipes and JR grabbed hold of him on either side, and dashed down the corridor. Cyanus glanced briefly whilst still firing and barked an order down the hall after them.

"Get back to the armory! We'll meet you there!"

Cyanus swung his attention back the matter at hand and fired another shot into the stomach of a trooper that was bringing his own weapon to bare.

    "We've gotta fall back," Otto said to Cyanus.

"Yeah," Cyanus replied, "To the armory, but keep watch on these goons."

With that they melded through the Force to make their individual connections stronger and began to back down the corridor; the Force directing them as they kept their eyes on their growing ever so closer targets.  During their covered retreat, Cyanus thought to himself, which also became thought to Otto,
If we get them inside the building, we can hinder their use of the flechette weapons and start taking them down with our lightsabres

That's exactly what I was thinking

The two glanced at each other quickly and nodded, then both turned back to their enemies and fired, two more troopers dropped to the ground. The blue clad troopers were now beginning to filter into the barracks. After the majority of the remaining group was inside, Otto and Cyanus snuck around the corner in the corridor. They repositioned their weapons to their appropriate areas on their bodies; each unclipped their lightsabres and laid in wait. Seconds later the first two blue troopers rounded the corner, one being impaled by Otto's blood red blade, and the other by Cyanus' turquoise blade. Seeing the death of their comrades, the rest of the blue clad troopers charged around the corner and armed themselves with close ranged blaster pistols. Surprisingly enough, even with the intensity and relentlessness that the blue clad troopers fought with, Cyanus and Otto made short work of them with their sabres in the close quarters. The last blue trooper dropped and the two Krath jogged down the corridor to check on Phoenix.
 
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Sergeant First Class Otto Vox
Dark Jedi Knight
Fire Team Leader (FTL) - Raider Squad -
Vast Empire Army
FTL/SFC Otto Vox/3SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE(LM)(ES)(SoS)(RCoD)
CM/DJK Otto Vox/Lion 1-4/Krath/VEDJ/VE
Give into the inferno that is the Dark Side of the Force - Otto Vox
"The earth it shall burn right into our eyes on this very night"
"We shall destroy the earth rebuild it, none shall inherit it."
"Blood turned into fire, made to drink like wine"

    Virius set down is weapon next to a good looking speeder. Hotwiring the door he popped it open and ordered everyone in. Trike Jumped into the built in E-Web and powered it up. Mara hopped into the co-pilot seat and Varron growled in diasppointment as he got into the passenger seat.

    "Here use this." Virius handed Varron his E-11/H and started up the speeder. Varron grinned and switched off the safety.

    Virius turned up the repulsors and hit the throttle. Aiming toward the royal blue uniforms rushing toward the back of the motor pool hangar.

    Suddenly a small fuel cell exploded to the left near their commandeered speeder and knocked them toward the hangar wall. Throwing the controls to the right Virius tried to regain control.

    Trike opened up on a flash of blue a man screamed and Varron took some shots at a two running royal guards. He took one down and then Mara shot another one in the back of the head with her rifle.

  Virius hit the gas and sped off toward another group of blue soldiers.

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    Raziel tried to get up from the guard's weight but couldn't. A guard kicked him in the ribs and his eyes teared up as he got the wind knocked out of him. Trying look around he saw a speeder zooming toward him and the five blue guards.

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    Trike opened up on two guards advancing on the pinned down Raz. Virius hit the throttle again and rammed into another guard firing at the speeder.

    Stopping the speeder Virius and Mara jumped out and leapt toward the group beating on the jedi knight.
 
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Senior Sergeant
Frank "Virius" Carter
Combat Slicer
Squad Leader - Iron Horse Squad
SL/SSG Virius/1SQD/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [ES1] [WM]
TRN/INI Virius/Training 1-3/VEDJ/VE
Great symbol-

Giovanni collapsed against a tree. He was both mentally and physically exhausted, and his recent injuries werent exactly helping his condition. He sat down to regain some much needed energy. Afyon stopped and leaned against the tree. "Some day eh, Sarge?". Afyon scoffed.

"Any word from the others?" asked Giovanni, now struggling to get on his feet. The left side of his hip was badly bruised, and his left knee sent a jolt of pain everytime he took a step. His left shoulder was also very sore, which hindered the lefty's ability to draw and shoot.

"Not yet Gio," responded Afyon in a low voice. Giovanni couldnt see his face under his helmet, but he could tell he was upset. "Dont worry, Im sure they'll turn up sometime or other."

Afyon stood up straight and looked around the snowy terrain.

"You hear that?" he whispered. "Blaster Fire... That way! Lets go, it might be one of ours..." Despite the fact that both troopers were injured, not to mention tired, they raced off up the snowy bank.

Giovanni got over the hill first in time to see a rebel soldier fall to the ground with a smoking wound in his side. Next to the fallen rebel was a stormtrooper, badly injured.

5 meters away from the two fallen soldiers was none other than Sam, leaning over to one side, with a blaster rifle in one hand.

"Well, youre looking exceptionally well," said Gio. Sam fell over on his side, while Afyon tended to Zafo.





 
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*DarkDragoons*

*Lance Corporal Giovanni A. Bryden*

TRP/LCPL Giovanni Bryden/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/[LoR]

"How can we be so sure something Is worth Living, If we are not Willing to Die for it?"

Commence Operation Catch Baldy!
Ok as we've had such a horrid time recently i'd like to see this thing ended with some light hearted fun, So unless anyone has any complaints i'm going to take it off at a tangent so everyone knows whats going on outlines on the army main thread

As Raziel felt the grip on his wrists loosen he snapped his hands back from his restrainers and leapt to his feet. Only because Virius was listening to his feelings did he avoid one of Raziel's furious knives. He slashed back and forth in anger, ripping apart the soldier's nearest to him. Trike opened fire from the repeater and cut down the remaining guards.

Raziel fell to his knees and clutched at his ribs, the guards had only pinned him for a few moments, but in that time they had given him a good pounding.

"Go, go!" Virius shouted. He jumped back into the speeder and veered it towards the hangar doors.

Raziel limped after Kami and Telfaris. Kami leapt into the cockpit of a nearby ULAV, Telfaris hopped into the co-pilot seat, where he could fire the forward twin blaster cannons. Raziel shouted for Kami to wait and she pulled the vehicle up to stop next to him. Raziel clambered into the rear seat to comtrol to aft mounted grenade launcher.

Kami hit the power and shot after the rest of the squad in their armoued speeder.




Outside the walls the fight was messy and disorganised. Only a few stormtroopers were around to back up the regular soldiers, but with rizzit leading them they were finally overcoming the republic troops. From their speeders they had performed hit and run attacks along the walls untill the defences along the walls were wearing thin. Pillars of smoke drifted high into the air, but began to disperse as the winds picked up, reducing visibility right down. Another storm threatened.

Throught the Chaos Rizzit charged through on his speeder once more, gathering the men to him and forming another wedge. The republic troops ducked down behind the walls' ramparts for cover as they saw the Imperial charge coming. The imperial force unleashed all their heavy weaponry ahead of them and a hole was ripped out of the east wall. Speeders flooded into the base and the rebel troops scattered.




'Saviour' watched it all from high in the HQ building. He saw his men fight a last ditch battle to try and hold the imperials off. They tried to stop the imperials coming through the wall by sending men into the breach, but the imperials on their speeders were too fast and the men knew they had already been overrun. Already Buschelle was forming a plan in his mind. His excuse would be that he had not had enough time to prepare, the facility had been too remote and he hadnt been given enough men to train. Commander Boyd would be a good scapegoat.
"Have a dozen speeder bikes sent to the roof of the building, along with ten of my best men,"
"Sir," replied his assistant.
"Commander!" he shouted to shansta.
"Sir?"
"Come with me, it is time for us to make an exit. I have a transport hidden north of here,"




Iron Horse rounded the corner of the HQ building just as the imperials broke through the walls. Imperial speeders hummed through the air and soldiers started dismounting to fight the last of the republic soldiers on foot. Iron Horse and Raiders had their objectives though, to bring back 'Savior' and his fat lacky Shansta.

A ring of blue clad bodyguards surrounded the entrance to the HQ building, fighting off some regular soldiers.
"Deal with them, we'll go and see how Raiders are doing," Virius said. The first IH speeder accelerated towards the barracks, whilst Kami veered towards the HQ entrance. Telfaris opened up with blaster cannons and ripped through the group of guards. The ULAV veered away from the hQ, brining the entrance into Raziel's line of sight. He launcher a string of grenades at the guards and into the entrance. Explosions rocked the building as shrapnel tore the first line of Savior's defences to pieces.

"Wait, something's not right!" Raziel said, sensing something was amiss. He depressed the trigger a few more times, sending more grenades at the HQ building.

"What is it?" Kami called back.

"Buschelle, he's not there any more, i sense he has...wait!" A line of speeder bikes launched from the roof of the HQ building. Raziel watched the streaks of blue as a group of bodyguards soared high over the base walls and sped off to the north. "Saviour is with them! he's getting away!"

Kami screamed into the open channel. "This is Sergeant kami, our target is fleeing north with a squad on speeder bikes! All troops break off, we have to catch our primary target,"

"This is Major Rizzit, can you confirm identity?" came a reply.

"This is Raz, i'm not joking mate he's buggered off with a handful of his personal to the guard,"

"Understood," there was a pause and then over a secure imperial channel. "Repeat regular squads two to three break off and head north after those speeder bikes. Wildcard platoon break off and head north too, you must catch our primary target!"

Kami, Telfaris and Raziel in the ULAV sped towards the new breach in the east wall. Virius and the rest of IH in their speeder were right behind them. They joined a strong force of 74-Z bikes and raced north at breakneck speeds.

"There they are! they're heading into that trench!" an imperial regular said over comms. Kami pushed the ULAV to its limits and began to gain ground on 'savior's bodyguard.

"I count ten bodyguards and the two commanders out infront!" Raziel said as the ULAV bounced into the trench. Kami used all of her skill to keep the vehicle from smashing into the walls of the trench as it was only ten metres wide. Suddenly one of the blue soldier breaked his speeder bike and pulled up along side the ULAV. He pulled a heavy pistol from his bike and aimed it at Kami. Before he could fire Raziel had brought the grenade launcher round and fired. The grenade struck the guard in the chest and lauched him from the speeder bike. The dead body flew through the air and hit the side of the trench, before the grenade exploded, causing rocks and snow to fall on the pursuing imperial bikes. His speeder bikes careened ahead of them before crashing to the ground. Kami veered hard to avoid the broked wreck, but an imperial speeder bike behind them was not fast enough and the pilot was launched from his vehicle at two hundred kilometres per hour.

"Casualties are going to be bad in these cramped conditions," Raziel remarked as the rest of IH in their speeder overtook them.


There are 9 of Saviours personal bodyguard, Fat Shansta, and Buchelle (saviour) left. No matter where you were, who you were fighting, break off grab a speeder bike and join the chase.
We are racing down a narrow trench trying to catch them
Ok These are the rules of the game:
You may only post once from now untill the end of the story. In each post you may kill off one of the bodyguards we are chasing. After all 9 are dead the next person may take down shansta and the last man gets the honour of capturing Buchelle!
Make it interesting and have fun its what we're about! i'll be giving out a prize for the most interesting kill at the end.
 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
PL:A/SGMRaziel/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/{EW1} (WoS1) (VP) {IG} {CDS} {BoA} {PoC}
Assistant Squad Leader - Squad4 Wraiths
"Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music." Kristian Wilson, Nintendo, Inc, 1989.
CM/DJK Raziel/lion 1-5/Krath/VEDJ/VE