Star Wars; the Terran Commander

Chapter 11: Feilds of Jabim

(AN: I Know the Battle of Jabim already happened, but this is my story. if you don't like it if I switch some battles, then leave.)

(The Black Pearl)

It has been a few Galactic days since Rodia, and John was now in his original Flagship. the Munificent Frigate has severed him well, and its better that the Enterprise to be this ghost of the Republic. The Enterprise fully got the republic colors off of her and has a steel grey and dark blue colors. Making her the Grey Ghost of the CIS and a Bane to any Republic fleet as John use her like her namesake of John's original home before transporting here, a Carrier. the Enterprise is filled with Vultures, Hyenas, and the new Prototype named the droid tri-fighter, but the very latter is much limited as they are prototypes.

Today, however, John's focus was on the Black Pearl as it cut through hyperspace towards Jabiim, a planet caught in the throes of the Clone Wars. Intelligence reports indicated that the Republic had established a stronghold there, exploiting the planet's rich natural resources to fuel their war machine. The CIS leadership had tasked John with disrupting their operations and, if possible, turning the local populace against their oppressors.

As the ship emerged from hyperspace, the desolate and storm-ravaged landscape of Jabiim stretched out below. Dark clouds churned ominously, punctuated by flashes of lightning that illuminated the war-torn fields. The planet's harsh environment mirrored the conflict that had plagued it for years, with no end in sight.

John stood on the bridge, flanked by his trusted officers and droids. He surveyed the tactical display, analyzing the positions of both CIS and Republic forces. The situation was grim; the Republic had entrenched themselves in key locations, their fortifications reinforced by heavy artillery and numerous clone troopers.

"Commander Kreig, give me a status report on our ground forces," John ordered, his voice steady and authoritative.

Kreig, the OOM Commander droid, saluted crisply. "Our forces are ready for deployment, Captain. We have several battalions of battle droids, along with armored support and aerial reconnaissance units. The local resistance has also pledged their support, though their numbers are limited."

John nodded, considering their options. "We need to hit them hard and fast. Use the Vultures and Hyenas to soften their defenses. Once we've created an opening, our ground forces will move in to secure key objectives."

"Understood, Captain. We'll commence the aerial assault immediately," Kreig replied, relaying the orders to the droid pilots and ground commanders.

As the Vultures and Hyenas soared into action, John turned his attention to the holographic display showing the terrain of Jabiim. The fields were dotted with craters and trenches, a testament to the fierce battles that had raged there. He knew that every inch of ground would be hard-fought, but the CIS could not afford to lose this planet.

"Prepare for ground deployment. We'll lead the charge ourselves," John declared, his determination unwavering. "This is our chance to turn the tide and show the people of Jabiim that the CIS stands with them."

The bridge buzzed with activity as the crew prepared for the impending battle. John felt a surge of adrenaline as he donned his combat gear, ready to lead his troops into the fray. The fate of Jabiim hung in the balance, and he was resolved to fight with everything he had to secure a victory for the CIS.

Minutes later, the boarding ramps of the Black Pearl lowered, and the droid battalions marched out into the stormy landscape. John and his officers led the way, their eyes fixed on the distant Republic fortifications. The roar of engines and the distant thuds of artillery fire filled the air, a grim symphony of war.