Contact: - So it's true. A model of superdroide active tactician. -
Icarus: - I see that you are not surprised by that. -
Contact: - Not as much as when they gave me the news. But hey... let's leave the formalities for later. We must leave immediately. -
Icarus: - I agree. Foxley,looters from here -
Foxley: - En marcha. -
The clone and the droid headed to the cockpit, while the restaccommodated the cargo to leave. Using the same codes, they managed to pass border control, and within a few seconds they jumped into hyperspace, heading to an uncrowded mid-rim world: Kergans. And once the course was set, Icarus returned with the rest to begin planning.
Zeb: - Looks like we're ready. And good? What's the plan? -
Without wasting time, the contact placed a device in the center of the room, which projected theholoprojection of a complete plan of a military installation located on that planet. The level of detail was such that it was even possible to determine the number of soldiers inside and outside the fortress.
Contact: - This is the planetary defense fortress ofKergans. Fifty thousand soldiers. Five thousand officers. one thousand TIE fighters and two hundred AT-ST walkers. The most important control point in the sector. -
Numa: - It's not going to be a simple goal. What do you think, General?... General? -
However, Icarus did not answer anything, because it seemed that they were computing something else. Although everyone looked with curiosity because the droid did not look away from one of the Twi'leks present.
Icarus: - May I know why Hera Syndulla is on board the ship? -
Zeb: - He came with us... Right? -
Icarus: - Cham Syndulla did not inform me anything about it. -
Hera: - I thought an extra pair of hands would be helpful. And Chopper wants to help too. - He said in response to the droid's beeps.
Icarus: - I assume this was... a sudden decision... Your father will not be very happy when he finds out about this, Miss Syndulla. -
Hera: - Well... That will be problems for later... Now we have to focus onKergans... ¿No? -
The droid could only shake his head at the young men's recklessness. Although it was not the first time that she had faced this dilemma, since Numa herself sometimes used to get into situations as problematic as this one.
Icarus: - I guess there is no other option. Returning to Ryloth at this point would compromise the operation. Contact, please continue. -
Zeb: - Do we really have to call him that all the time? Don't you have a name or something similar? -
Contact: - That information is not necessary. -
The lasat was not very friendly with his attitude, but the Contact simply ignored his attitude, and set about explaining the plan.
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FanfictionA cruel battle takes place on the planet of Mygeeto. Republic forces led by Ki-Adi-Mundi encounter fierce resistance from the Separatist droid army. Separatist forces, commanded by Colonel Corburn Sear and the super tactical droid "Icarus" had turne...