Kanderin:

The group sat at the camp for a while, many of them checking the various shrubbery for useful equipment. Slick was sat next to the recovering guide, occasionally checking his wound for infection.
Lukas and Snipes were sat by the fire, quietly talking about the upcoming raid. They stayed for a further hour or so, before the guide again started showing signs of movement. he sat up from his resting place and took a drink from the flask Slick had left him. He was then helped to his feet by Slick and Kanderin, and the group started to get ready to move.

"I judge its about another hour walk to where we are intercepting the convoy." Mentioned Snipes, checking the map he ws holding.
"We need to get those supplies first remember, without them the raid will be more or less hopeless" said Slick.
"Oh yeah i forgot, in that case we want to head that way" Slick pointed his thumb in the opposite direction to the way they were heading, sparking a groan from Slick and Kanderin.

"It's not far from here, keep an eye out for the boulder that was used as a indication of it's location." Stammered the guide.

The group knew that there was a smal chance the enemy would be around, so they kept their guard up, with a pair of infantrymen guarding the front and back of their advance.

---------------------Twenty Minutes later-------------------

"There! Theres the boulder!"
The boulder was just ahead of them. It was strangely round for its location, and looked like it was God's bowling ball. Once they got closer to it, a small mountain also came into view, a little on their left. It must of been about forty feet tall, but the front of it was covered in huge boulders, making it seem like a landslide.

"The stock is in there" indicatd the guide, poiting a weak finger at the mountain.
"We cant get through all those boulders!" sighed Arnaut, almsot in defeat.
"We dont need to, see that skull encarved on the far wall? Kick it."

Arnaut looked at the guide as if he was crazy, but then shurgged his shoulder and walked over to it.  The skull had dark eerie eyes, as if dearing you to touch the mountain. Arnaut froze for a moment, but then lifted his foot up into a hurdle position, and kicked the skull hard in the face.

A whole section of the mountain wall fell down, about ten metres across, revealing the glimmering inside of the mountain. Arnaut stood there awestruck, while the rest ran in and started checking everything was there. Slick and Kanderin left the guide sitting against the boulder, and then ran in to investigate the two ships.

"Man i cant wait to drive one of these" cried Kanderin, gently stroking the body as if it would break at the slightest jab.

Just then, the guide came running in, almost healed miraculously.
"Sergeant! the convoy is moving faster than we expected, ive jsut saw them moving past the trees about one hundred yards to our west!"
"My god! Move it men, we need to get to that convoy fast!"
 
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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
PL:A/CPT/Raziel/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/{EW1} (WoS1) 2x(VP:1) {IG} {CDS} {BoA} {PoC} {BC} {GRoM} {SoS} {IH}
Assistant Squad Leader - Raiders
"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.

"God does not play dice with the universe" - Albert Einstein
"Who are you to tell God what to do with his dice?" - Bohr
"God does not play dice with the universe. He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time." - Terry Pratchett
CM/DJK Raziel/lion 1-5/Krath/VEDJ/VE (WoS1) (VP1) (VP2)

Arnaut:

Swift and efficient...the best way to kill.

Their speeders broke through the grass and opened fire. The soldiers on the ground were mercifully cut down first. They would have to suffer the pain of watching their friends die. The others, however, were not so lucky, and were in no mood to die today. They started to speed away, but just became targets for haywire grenades. The first to run away got a concussion grenade right in the speeder's engine. The resulting explosion threw the torn bodies from the car and into the air. Arnaut grimly averted his gaze from corpses and stayed focused to the task at hand.

Two speeders were already pretty much down, but eighteen remained. Intel wasn't kidding when they said a large convoy. Arnaut's rifle spewed death into the second car knocking three men off of it, bleeding in the tall grass. Now that the initial shock was over, the convoy determined they outnumbered their attackers, and started firing back. Speeders were turned around to charge at the squad. Wrong move.

As the first convoy speeder charged at the squad, guns firing, Arnaut primed an explosive. Just as it passed by, Arnaut stuck the explosive to the side of it. As the speeder turned for another charge...it erupted into giant fireball, which engulfed an unlucky convoy speeder next to it. Both pieces of now molten slag fell to the ground, their occupants gone.

The convoy vehicles were getting frantic now. The squad had already destroyed four speeders, and the convoy hadn't landed a scratch on them. That wasn't to say the squad wasn't scared. So far nothing had gone according to plan. The convoy was running everywhere, when it should almost be completely decimated by now. The smoke would attract the New Republic soon, and that was a fight the squad did not want to get into.

The squad speeder shot haywire grenades in all directions. The speeders who got hit suddenly shut down as their electronics were fried. Arnaut jumped out of his speeder, explosive in hand, and ran toward the downed convoy vehicle, from behind so they wouldn't notice. They mainly had their attention on the rest of his squad, who were laying down covering fire.

One of the members turned around and earned himself a bolt in the throat, via Arnaut's E-11 rifle. The others didn't know their friend was dead until he hit the ground with a thud, and by that time the explosive was set, and Arnaut was running in the opposite direction, detonator in hand. Of course, they didn't know they had an explosive on the downed speeder. It was toward the bottom, the least armored part of the whole vehicle. Arnaut tapped the detonator. Bodies flew in all directions.

They was quite a bit a smoke now, bellowing out of the wreckage of five different speeders, and Arnaut could not see the rest of his squad. Raising his rifle, he cautiously stepped through the swirling smoke, looking for a new target. He had no more explosives, but he figured some of his grenades would work just as well to blow of the supplies.

Arnaut was thankful for his helmet, as the smoke had gotten thicker, and would've been almost impossible to breath in. Looking ahead, all he could see was darkness, so he tried switching on his thermal goggles, Nothing happened. They must've broken. Damn, I'm blind in this smoke.

Arnaut stumbled on a little further until the whine of a speeder's engine rose above the rest. It was etting close. And from the sound of it, it was part of the convoy. As the speeder shot out of the smoke beside Arnaut, he raised out his hand to grasp the edge of it. The yank nearly tore his arm from his socket, but he held on. He raised his rifle and drew bead on the driver's head. The blue speeder turned red and pink, but Arnaut wasn't through. Knocking aside the first trooper in front of him, he climbed aboard and started pulling out his grenades. By the time the rebels had shoved him out of the speeder, all his grenades were primed and on their deck. With just one more blazing fireball then he'd cared to witness today, the speeder vanished.

Arnaut silently checked another speeder off his mental list and went searching through the smoke again.


(OOC: Definitely not my best post, but we are short on manpower and posts.)

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+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
PL:A/CPT/Raziel/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/{EW1} (WoS1) 2x(VP:1) {IG} {CDS} {BoA} {PoC} {BC} {GRoM} {SoS} {IH}
Assistant Squad Leader - Raiders
"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.

"God does not play dice with the universe" - Albert Einstein
"Who are you to tell God what to do with his dice?" - Bohr
"God does not play dice with the universe. He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time." - Terry Pratchett
CM/DJK Raziel/lion 1-5/Krath/VEDJ/VE (WoS1) (VP1) (VP2)

The landspeeder tuned to face the barrier. C'mon speeder, just a little closer. If the speeder didn't come soon, the reinforcements would arrive before their mission was complete. Arnaut fired a warning shot at the speeder. It twanged off the metal but was enough to make them duck.  Now they were getting angry. So the best thing to do was to stir their anger.

Arnaut tapped Kanderin on the shoulder, and they both moved from hiding to the top of the barrier wall. Raising their guns high they started to yell jests at the speeder. Needless to say, they didn't like it very much. They all raised their weapons and fired upon the two Imperials who immediately ducked for cover.

"Oh for the love of..." Slick muttered.  This would continue until reinforcements arrived, no doubt, if something was not done. Convoy speeder at one end, Imperials at the other.

"Alright everyone, your grenades. Get ready to throw on my mark."

"But sir...these are our last grenades." Kanderin said worriedly. "What about the reinforcements coming."

"If this works, we won't need to fight reinforcements." Grenades appeared in everyone's hand.

"Now!" And as they threw, the great shadow of a troop shuttle flew overhead. The rebels in the remaining car were too preoccupied about that to notice the small canisters landing underneath their car. And when they did, it was too late. The driver hit the accelerator on the car and tried to speed off, just as the grenades exploded. It wasn't a direct hit, but enough to cripple the craft and maim its occupants.

Fuel tank ruptured, engines bellowing black smoke, steering devices broken, the land speeder went flying out of control until the repulsorlifts finally gave way, and it smashed itself into the ground. Now all they had to do was destroy any remaining supplies in the few seconds before the shuttle landed and started deploying troops.

Explosives were handed out and everyone chose a half-destroyed piece of speeder to blow up. No supplies must remain intact. Arnaut chose to go to the newest piece of speeder on the ground. He tossed his explosive pack in the gaping hole that was in the back of the craft. All around him, the squad was doing the same, and soon the whole place was rigged. They sprinted from the field back behind the barrier to their waiting speeders. And they sat to watch the show.

Cautiously, from the direction the shuttle had landed, two rebel marines poked their heads out of the tall grass. Seeing the way clear, the jumped out of the grass and called their friends to join them in the hunt for salvageable supplies and survivors. Once a good amount of marines were in the field, poking through the debris, Slick decided it was time to blow up the evidence. He clicked the detonator.

Any marine standing directly next to a pile of rigged debris was vaporized almost instantly. The other, less fortunate ones, were torn apart by shrapnel or roasted alive in the explosion. The squad hurried back to the speeder, knowing there would inevitably be more New Republic troops on their tail soon. But for now, mission completed, they just had to make it back to the supply cache and set up their listening outpost.

As they sped off, Arnaut silently wondered if the other squads were having this much success. Hopefully. And then he noticed the sun was setting. They had been out almost all day. Arnaut nodded off to sleep, knowing that they had a long trip ahead of them.


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Lance Corporal Arnaut
-=Wraith Squad=--=TRP=-
TRP/LCP Arnaut/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/VEA/VE

"Take care of your equipment, and your equipment will take care of you"

  Yoder made sure that all there equipment was fine and nothing was broken or booby trapped. After he was done Yoder went over to slick and started a conversation. Yoder said" Slick you wondering how the frontlines are doing with jester and raider holding them with some other troops." Slick replied." No not really I know there doing fine, so how's the equipment trooper"." Its fine sir."

  Then Yoder walked briskly over to the trees and looked past every one of them, to make sure there were no enemies around. There weren't any that Yoder could see even with sharp eyes.
 
  After they were almost done with the barricade. Yoder ran back in the cave, and watched with Lukas the outlaying area.
(all I can do for awhile.)
 
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trp/pfc
Wraith Squad
Yoder/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE

Wraith Motto: When staring in the face of death, we see our reflection.
"You want my knife punk well come and take it I dare you,in fact I triple double dare to try and take it."-me

Once the Dragoons had passed through the northern gate of Montellian Serat, they all brought their bikes to a halt.

"Ok," Zafo began "So we know there is an enemy encampment about five miles to the north. Reports indicate that there are small skirmishing forces still lurking around between here are there."

The squad nodded. It seemed most of them just wanted to get onto the mission before they fell asleep. None of them had gotten any sleep due to the challenges they faced back on the river.

"We need to take them out so that the mobile artillery can be moved forwards to strike by nightfall. Their communications are down for now so they won't be able to contact base or each other to collaberate on taking us down. Be careful not to get too close to their encampment or our cover will be blown and we'll be taken out in a matter of minutes. We good?"

"Yes." Was replied on many different tones.

"Let's do it."


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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons
+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
SL/SSG ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [BC] [EW2]
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

Once the squad had stopped, Zafo dismounted from the 74-Z. The wind whipped through his hair as his eyes scanned the massive enemy encampment clearly visible, yet so far away. He pulled out a pair of electro-binoculars from his side and began scanning the terrain. The ground was wavy, forming an endless series of small valley's and rolling hills. Luckily, the Dragoons found themselves on one of the higher points of land, making scouting that much easier.

"Gotcha!" Zafo let out through clenched teeth. Just marching into view from behind a blind spot, a group of New Republic troops was marching around a lightly armored tracked tank.

"There's about twenty of them," The Senior Sergeant continued "and one lightly armed tank. Seems like they are heading into another valley."

"Ambush?" Evani proposed casually as she too examined the enemy with a pair of binoculars.

"I like the sound of it." Zafo replied, still gazing through the mechanism. "Giovanni, Jenny and Bryan, you are with me. We'll take 'em head on. The rest of you with Evani and surprise em from behind."

Zafo remounted the speedy device and kicked it to life. The second his helmet was back over his head, he maxed out the accelerators, dipping down into the valley bellow them. He weaved between a couple of lone standing trees with ease.

"Live Fast, Ride Faster." Zafo thought as he tucked into a tight curved around the scorched remains of a Devaronian vessel.

As the neared the entrance to the valley their prey should now be entering, Zafo drastically slowed his speed.

"My sensors are defiantly picking up life forms," Giovanni commented, easingZafo's doubt. "They are there alright."

"Ride in a parallel formation. Once we pass them over, just worry about taking them out. We'll worry about the tank last, with our speed it will be practically useless."

Upon closing the connection, Zafo's bike lurched backwards as he accelerated towards the enemy...



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~ZaFo
*DarkDragoons
+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +
SL/SSG ZaFo/2SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [BC] [EW2]
~Keep on Rocking in the Free World

    Virius walked out of his small sniper's nest that he shared with Lukas and he stretched, spying Slick, Virius wandered over as he adjusted his BMC carbine on his shoulder.
    "What's up?" Virius said looking at the other black clad trooper.
    "Were moving out, get the squad all packed up we will be heading 5 clicks to the north for pickup," Slick explained sliding the comlink onto his utility belt and moving over to the weapons cache to make sure everything was secured.

    Virius walked back to the sniper nest at the top of a hill that was overlooking the southeastern edge of their outpost. Lukas poked his head up next to the camo netting and looked at him with a look of inquisition on it.
    "Were moving out, pack up the nest and I will tell the rest of the squad," Virius said looking in the general direction of the other observation posts were.
    Lukas nodded and shouldered his whisper sniper rifle and began to take down listening gear and the camo netting.
    (Insert various member positions)
    Virius walked back toward the weapons cache cave and went inside to check on Slick to see if he needed either help or had any further orders. Slick inside was making sure all the weapons were secured before they left them for the next team that would come along and use the shuttles and weapons that were available.
    "So what's our next mission?" Virius asked whilst closing a container filled with anti-armor mines.
    "We are going to be doing some selective capturing and some designated killing, of the suspected unloyal kind," Slick said grinning.
    "Great, the squad is assembling outside so whenever you're ready we can move out," Virius motioned with his thumb over his shoulder.
    Slick nodded and after a short silence, Virius went outside to take care of some last minute cleanups to make the cave almost look as if the rocks were never even moved.
    Five minutes later Slick walked out of the cave, he flicked a switch near the entrance and the lights inside dimmed. He looked around at the squad and slid the black helmet over his skull and spoke through the external speakers.
    "We have a short hike, about 5 clicks worth, so lets move out," Slick said, setting up a waypoint on everyone's heads up display, "Lukas you and Virius are on point."
    "Yes, sergeant," the sniper duo said in unison.
    Lukas and Virius ran to the front of the squad-heading north, the squad headed north about two clicks and encountered another convoy off to the east.
    "Sergeant, Lukas and I have spotted a convoy, please advise on a course of action," Virius spoke into his comm.
    "What's the strength of the opfor?" Slick responded.
    Virius brought his macrobinoculars back up to his eyes, "Looks like a small rebel trooper scout convoy."
    "Get moving, and bypass them," Slick said into his comm.
    "Lukas and I were thinking, that the squad could continue on, and we will disrupt the convoy then catch up," Virius said expressing his views on wanting to disable the enemy.
    "Well you know what is best from your position, do what you can then catch up. We will meet you at the pick-up zone," Slick said, snapping off the comm.
    "You heard the sergeant, okay so what's your plan of action?" Virius said to Lukas who was lying down with his eyes locked into his scope.
    "At the moment they are stopped and it looks like they are fixing one of their speeders, I can disable the other two without a problem but the scouts will almost immediately hide as soon as they figure out what is going on," Lukas said not wavering from his dead fixed lock.
    "Okay, I will head down and get on that lower ridge to the east of the convoy, I will open up with my grenade launcher. Start out with the disabling the rear speeder then take out as many as the scouts before they realize what is happening. On my signal," Virius said giving a thumb up to Lukas.
    Lukas nodded and sighted downrange waiting for the go ahead. Virius found a path down the overlook and silently crawled up the ridge to the east of the scouts. He loaded a HE-DP round into his grenade launcher and readied himself, analyzing the scouts' position he adjusted for range and windage.
    Virius opened the comm. and tapped it three times, instantly the rear speeder powered off and sank to the ground. A half-second later the mechanic working on the broken speeder slumped onto the engine compartment with a spray of blood. Virius pulled the trigger on his M-203 and the grenade popped out and sailed toward its intended target, which was the front speeder. Instantly he had the breech opened and slid in a white phosphorus grenade.
    The front speeder exploded, sending shrapnel into two scouts that were standing guard near it, the speeder melted into a pile of slag and started the second speeder on fire. Another scout dropped from Lukas's fire and the scouts rushed to find cover.
    Virius sent his next grenade into the brush on the far side of the convoy's route; a few of the scouts were taking cover in a water drain off ditch. The 40mm missile sailed high and impacted on the rear of the ditch sending hot thermite dripping down into the scouts' hiding place.
    A scout was instantly vaporized whilst another got up and started screaming, the flames were burning his armor and melting the plasteel to his skin, Lukas put him out of his misery with a shot through the neck.
    Seeing that they successful delayed the scout force, Virius opened up the comm., "Cover me, I am heading back up, and be ready to move out to the pick-up zone."
    Lukas responded with two clicks, and Virius took off jogging down the ridge and back up the path to where Lukas was waiting for him. Virius ran past and Lukas jumped up to follow. The duo jogged off happily of what they just accomplished, they jogged the three clicks to the pick-up zone and the waiting Wraith squad and an LAAT.
    Virius and Lukas jumped into the LAAT and it lifted off with the order from Slick to the pilots. The ship lurched forward toward Old Serat and their next mission.

 
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Staff Sergeant
Frank "Virius" Carter
Combat Slicer
-=Wraith Squad=-
FTL/SSG Virius/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[LoR] [ES1] [WM]

Garet and Giovanni cleared the explosion and made their way to meet up with their group and Evani's group. Giovanni jumped off his bike and stumbled on the ground.

"These damn bikes take getting used to..." Giovanni said, kneeling over and catching his breath. "Were those last 15 minutes hell or what?"

Garet walked towards the group slowly beside him, visibly affected by the intensity of the firefight.

"Good job guys, but im afraid we have to get moving quick. No doubt any surrounding forces can see the tower of smoke coming from that tank. Not to mention the unholy amount of shots that tank fired at us. Take a short breather while i try and track the next group." Zafo said.

Giovanni walked back to his bike and sat down on it to rest his legs. The cool wind whipped the grass and smoke in quaint patterns in the air. Yet another battle won.

The sargeant removed his helmet and wiped the sweat from his brow. He combed his hair over and put on his helmet once again just in time to hear zafo on the com channel.

"Heads up 'Goons, we have an approaching force in close proximity of our location. I can't tell how big, its like they're clustered like the last group. I suggest we scramble and try to coordinate an attack."

Giovanni nodded to himself and piloted his bike to where the other Dragoons were.

"Same groups as last time," Zafo continued. "Evani, take your group back over the hill and try to run some surveillance from the higher point. Report to me on the number of troops when you get a visual. The rest of you, come with me. We'll park our bikes over the far ridge and wait on Evani's report. Double-time it Dragoons, we can't be seen in the open like this. Let's move out."

With that the two groups split apart and took off in separate directions. Evani's group to survey the scene, and Zafo's group, eager to jump in on the action.
 
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*DarkDragoons*

*Sergeant Giovanni A. Bryden*

TRP/SGT Giovanni Bryden/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/[LoR][ES][1st Class]

Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.

The Dragoons did not have the element of surprise on their side. Their prior battle had sent a heads-up to every group in the area, and those that came to aid were definitely prepared. They probably didn't expect to see an entire group obliterated however, and that must have had them on edge.

Then again, Giovanni had relied mostly on his speed over his enemies to power him through the battle. This time, things would not be so easy.

Attached with the group were four enemy troops on bikes, plus another few on an open top speeder with a modified e-web attached to the back. So most likely, the Dragoons would no longer be the prey. All of this was making Giovanni nervous. His limited skill on the bike would become known in comparison with the skill of the probably highly trained new republic troopers.

All he had to worry about now is to stay on the outside and make remote attack runs and hope he wouldn't be pursued, for if any of them decided to run him down, his chances of survival were slim.

He focused back on the battle. The enemy was aware of their movemement from the very start and turned to face them. Pretty soon the heavy repeater was raining hell on the landscape around them. The speeder bikes however just sat watching attentively, while the rest of the ground infantry merely knelt in front of both the speeder and the bikes, ready to fire. Once they came within range, roughly a dozen troops opened fire. Recognizing their small chance against such a concentrated stream of firepower, the group split up, two in each direction. Meanwhile, Evani's group came over the ridge, a sight for sore eyes.

The fire being laid down by the second group further split the ranks.  That was the cue for the bikes to move. The entire four took off to the west of the speeder and went to attack Zafo and Garet. Knowing there was nothing he could do, Giovanni merely concentrated his fire on the troops trying to take potshots at him and the new dragoon, Bryan. Taking out the four of them wasnt a problem, as both Bryan and Giovanni overlapped their fire to annihilate the opposition. Unfortunately this caught the attention of the man operating the E-web, which of course was bad news for them.

At this point Evani and Jennabelle had single-handedly taken out the rest of the ground infantry while the rest of her group went to assist Zafo and Garet, who were surprisingly holding their own with four bikes on their tail.

Giovanni and Bryan were still struggling with the other speeder. The open top design left the pilot and co-pilot open, but they were safely ducked out of the way while the gunner laid down round after round on both Gio, Bryan, Evani, and Jennabelle. Their sustained fire however, began to show its damage on the speeder. When it began to take off is when the dragoons knew they needed to pounce. Taking themselves away from the direct fire left the pilot dangerously susceptible to enemy fire, which is something Giovanni fully intended to take advantage of. He brought the bike up to the speeder past the radius of the heavy repeater and drew his blaster pistol. The co-pilot stumbled for his rifle but was quickly silenced with a single blaster shot. Before the pilot could react to the live thermal detonator in the seat next to him, it was all over. The hunk of metal dove into the ground and flipped several times. It was quite a sight.

"Zafo, how are you holding up?" asked Evani stopping her bike to draw her binoculars and spot the other group.

"Im just fine," he answered. "Gimme a sec, will ya?"

"I spot only one republic bike left... and he's actually running away from Zafo and Garet..." observed Evani, intrigued.

"How the..." Giovanni was interrupted by Zafo, who screamed "Die you bastard!" shortly before eliminating the last biker.

The Dragoons had done it. They had taken out a combined force of thirty-five to fourty soldiers, not to mention a tank, four speeder bikes and one speeder.

"If this doesn't deserve a payraise, i dont know what does..." said Giovanni, half jokingly. The sun was only an hour away from setting.

"I dont know about a payraise, but how about a round of drinks as soon as we get back?" offered Zafo.

"Hahaha, you're on." Giovanni slapped his helmet back on and took off in his bike, followed by the rest of the Dragoons. They passed the ridge overlooking the enemy encampment with just enough daylight left to see the amassed force. They had no idea what was in store for them.


 
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*DarkDragoons*

*Sergeant Giovanni A. Bryden*

TRP/SGT Giovanni Bryden/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/[LoR][ES][1st Class]

Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.