It's the year 22 ABY and the galaxy is plunged into chaotic Clone Wars. After the first battle of Geonosis, the Jedi Order embarked on a bloody fight that would test their principles of keeping peace in the Galaxy. The Jedi, once defenders of peace...
However, such a task of infiltration through the rocky labyrinth was not going to be an easy task. Not because of the presence of enemy forces, since they were concentrated at the landing point as they had predicted, but because of the catastrophes that their eyes had to see.
The closer they were to enemy positions, the more frequently they saw the downed LAAT/i shuttles. The survivors barely numbered a dozen, and most had serious injuries, which made it impossible for them to continue their march. Not to mention the psychological damage from which some would never be able to recover.
Fractures, bruises, punctures from sharp objects, amputations. The macabre sight of the consequences of the war was a severe blow to the group's morale. Screams of agony that could only be screamed by morphine or very strong sleeping pills, but even the only surviving field doctor's hand shook when treating the wounded. Keeping going, even when two of them died at their own hands.
Lieutenant Nine could not hide his concern for the young Padawan. Roy may have been calm despite what his eyes were showing him, keeping his mind cool and his breathing calm. But even someone who was capable of controlling his emotions like him, his palms were sweaty and he gave a minute of silence for the fallen.
Unfortunately, this was a major impediment. Roy had to leave several of his men behind to take care of the wounded, who settled in a small cave that would serve as protection until they could return for them.
Unfortunately, the Padawan and those who continued on could only pray to the Force for the well-being of those they left behind, since the survival of many of their peers depended on the mission they carried on their shoulders. Now, with only eight men, including the two demolition technicians and Lieutenant Nine, the young Padawan was getting closer and closer to his destination.
Unfortunately, the situation at the disembarkation point was as catastrophic as anywhere else.
Unable to know what was happening beyond what his eyes saw, unaware of the situation of the enemy forces and that of his own troops, Commander Tukk led a desperate resistance in the vicinity of the Genosian installations.
The uneven terrain allowed the clones to find some cover, but the enemy fire was so heavy that advancing even one step was almost impossible. Reduced by half, and after losing the only armored unit they had at their disposal, the 194th legion had reached a very disadvantageous stalemate, at the mercy of the separatist troops who knew the terrain like the back of their hand.
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Hammer: - TUKK...! SQUADS 11 AND 5 HAVE BEEN MASSACRED! AND KOVAL'S UNIT HAS LOST MORE THAN HALF OF THEIR MEN. - He shouted amidst the confusion and the roar of the blasters.
Tukk: - We must...! - His command was interrupted by an explosion that was heard dangerously close.
Hammer: - WHAT!? -
Tukk: - WHERE THE HELL IS THE GENERAL! -
Hammer: - WE DON'T KNOW! WE BELIEVE IT DIDN'T REACH THE DISEMBARKATION POINT! -
