Star Wars: A Lost Trooper

C37

The last day has been horrible. Sadness and anger has overtaken me, but today is different. Today I fell vengeance, anger, and determination. I feel the comfort of the sleeping bag, that is if there is any comfort in a sleeping bag on a metal cold floor. I feel a light tap on the side of my ribs. I look up and see the guys, all suited in their armor. I get up and quickly tilt my head to the left. I hear a satisfactory four pops, and the soothing pain erupts in the left side of my neck. I then quickly tilt my head to the right, and I get the same satisfaction. With the same results. I grab the boots, and slip them onto my feet. I grab my two leg pieces and slide them onto my lower leg. Then the upper leg. I feel a smirk creep across my face. I take the armor for my chest and slide it over my head and onto my torso. I continue to put on my armor, and I grab my helmet. The last piece of the puzzle. I look into my cracked visor, and I remember the past. The experience that I've had with this. This might be my last run. This operation is suicide, and I love it.

"It's night, and a droid convoy with supplies is making it's way towards the prison complex. We are laying prone on the ground on a vantage point that over looks the road. I look to my side and see my friend and comrade. We use the thermals we stole to detect any heat waves emitted from any vehicles. I see it. They have a few vehicles, and some more droids. Luckily I can see the heat emitted from the droids hot feet. I tell him the plan.
Me: Alright, when I give you the signal throw a grenade at that armored vehicle
Chuck: What's the signal?
Me: Oh, you'll know
With that I fist bump him, and leave for the other side. I get over and hide behind a tree. I look around my cover every few seconds. Soon enough I see the convoy. I was right. Thinking quickly, I throw a rock in front of the group. They haunt and look around. I aim at a pouch of grenades that a droid has. I fire and it hits, and the area erupts into a furious, beautiful, red, hot, explosion. I soon hear the boom of a grenade and I rush out of the cover and go new cover. As I run I see the red bolts of plasma flying by me. It's exhilarating. I find cover behind the immobile vehicle at the front of the convoy. I fire the E-5 I stole a while back. It sprays into the group of droids, and mows them all down. A few run behind cover but are quickly eliminated by Chuck. I look over all the vehicles, but I notice a transport vehicle. I get behind it and I open the hatch from the side. It lowers and I quickly clear it. I look into the hatch and see two clones."

My mind quickly goes from the memories of experience to the memories of death, and destruction, and horror of war. I think back to that trooper. That one from the road. The sad thing is that he didn't have a chance at life. He was going to bleed out no matter what.

I turn around and see a B2 rocket droid fire in my direction. I try to dive away but I can't. I get thrown away and I fall to the ground. I'm breathing heavily, and my body aches. I have a ringing in my ear. I stand up and look around. I hear the muffled screams of my comrades. I look around to see troopers fallen to the ground getting nailed in the head, and torso. I see a grenade land somewhat close to me. I look on in horror, and it explodes. I get dust, dirt, and blood all over my armor. I look at my feet and I see a clone trooper. He grabs my ankle and asks for help. I can't do anything. He is missing half his fucking torso.

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"I hear the sound of a blaster going off twice, and I look to see Devil with a stolen E-5 in his hands, he stole it from the B1 that was guarding him, shot it, and shot the commando droid in the head. I look on, surprised as all hell. He blasts 2 droids that were in front of us. They all scatter, and I leap for an E-5. Chuck does the same. We achieve our weapons and start firing. I hit a few, but I only cause minor damage. I hit one in the head though, and I hit one in the chest. I quickly get to cover with Chuck, and he fires off multiple bolts, killing 1 droid, and damaging multiple others. I peak over to see Devil rushing to us. He jumps over the cover and turns around. He starts firing beside us. He, of course, nails all in the head. We keep firing and a grenade lands beside us. I try and jump away but can't. I hear it go off, and I close my eyes, waiting for the pain. I feel nothing. I open my  eyes and see Devil. On top of me. He took the damage from the grenade. He saved me, but not himself.
Me: Devil!
Chuck turns around to see what happened and he sees the injured Devil.
Chuck: Damnit!"