Star Wars Battlefront

Chapter 2: Same Helmet. Same Face.

Trogan stood on the edge of the Deep Separatist Space in the Outer Rim. Frankly it seemed shocking that the Republic could mobilize their forces so quickly. There hadn't been a Republic Grand Army since Darth Bane the Sith Lord created the Rule of Two. But if the Republic gained control of Trogan then that would mean that they would be in perfect position to attack Raxus. The militia couldn't let that happen. Within 4 rotations the Clone armies had landed on Trogan. Raxus was to move in and stop the bleeding. Tobias woke up on his bunk on the Munificent Class Star Frigate ship which were serving as frigates for the C.I.S army. The Trade Federation Cruisers and Recusant Class Light Destroyers served as Battleships. He looked down on the orbit and was told to gather the troops to the transport ships. 

Pyrus was there waiting for the militia to show up: "Listen up troops. The Republic moved faster then we previously thought. They're already at our doorstep. We need to secure this planet as quickly as possible. If we don't then the Republic will send more troops and use Trogan as a staging ground to attack our home planet of Raxus." 

"What's the mission?" Fishbach asked. 

"Get down to the surface. Kill the Clones and take back the city. Our fleet will blow up the Republic Ships and cut off the Clones." Pyrus answered. 

Fishbach smiled and nodded. 

"Just go easy on the trigger finger Fishbach. Leave some for the rest of us." Tobias said. 

"I'll make no guarantees Tobias." Riam replied. 

"Captain." Tobias corrected. Fishbach smiled and got in the transport. 

"See you down on the surface." Galen said to Tobias climbing in his transport. 

Tobias climbed into his transport as well. "Don't forget one important thing. We're fighting the Republic here. They started this war when they attacked Geonosis. And it's our morale duty to finish it." Pyrus announced. The Transports moved to the planet.

They're was a sense of fear in Mila's eyes. "Scared, Mila?" Tobias asked. 

"Little." Mila answered. 

"Makes sense. This is war Mila." Tobias replied. 

"Let's kill some clones." Mila declared. 

"Well try not to sound too hyper. The Hyena bombers are going to soften them up." Tobias announced. 

As soon as he said that, Vulture droid bombers flew past the transports to make a bombing run. "Alright we're going to land on the outskirts of the city where the Clones set up post. Expect fierce resistance." Pyrus announced over the hologram. 

"Any Jedi?" Fishbach asked. 

"According to our sources no. But keep you're guard up regardless in case there is." Pyrus answered. 

"Approaching landing zone. 15 seconds." The pilot droid yelled. 

"Here we go. Load weapons." Tobias announced. The ship had stopped. The doors were opening. Tobias barked a single order: "Move Out! Go! Go! Go! Go!" 

The militia moved out surrounded by battle droids from behind them moving in waves like a parade. That was something battle droids tended to do. The Raxus had no intention of doing that. They were moving quickly while the clones were firing at the droids bringing them down. Militia returned fire. Tobias shot a couple bolts at the clones who were firing behind cover. Tobias could shoot the helmets easily making some headshots at clones he could find. He looked to his side and saw Mila ducking as the blasters firing at her. Tobias saw Fishbach standing in the open shooting at the clones. "Get down on the ground you Lab Rats!" He yelled.