Star Wars: Resurrection

Part 1: Preparations

"You all will be stationed on the planet Zanthar for approximately three weeks. As i said before your objective and mission will be to find any and all signs of a possible rebel cell. If you find any signs of rebels hiding in those mountains, you are to report it immediately, is that understood?" Admiral Jhordo ordered as he paced back and forth in front of us in the command room. A circular table in between us and him, a holographic display of Zanthar appearing once he mentions it. 

A mountainous covered planet by the looks of it. Only being that their covered in what looks like foliage, very few having white piques. Making it a mainly jungle covered planet with plenty of valley's. The five of us suddenly slamming our left boot on the floor as we stand at attention, lifting our right arms to a 45 degree angle and showing our palms as we react to the Admirals orders. Seeing him look at each of us, i can't help but hate the look of his blue eyes scanning us, as if we were lesser than him. I knew in the back of my mind that i was more fit for battle then he ever could be. After all, death troopers were the best of the best, better then most admirals, and trained more then some inquisitors. We were the elite and deadly, fiercest and most respected in the empires army. And so as the admiral nods to us and leaves, his blonde hair peeking out of his cap, seeing his long flowing white cape behind him as he approaches the command decks door, it hisses open, and closes behind him once he steps through.

Each of us relaxing once it does, i sigh as i do and look around at my fellow troopers, saying "Zanthar huh?" glancing at the humming hologram. My voice actually sounding like just an electrical feed back and garble through the helmet, but i know that they understand do to the vocal synthesizer built into their helmets as well. Seeing Hacks walk up and say "Yup, looks like it" after my helmet receives it and translates. Seeing him lean against the table and place his hands on it as he does. Hearing 10-4 say "And three weeks? Why? We could get it done in one, maybe less" as he cross his arms. The five of us each wearing the same exact armor, only being able to recognize each other by our voices and our body types. 

Hacks being the leader, we call him that cause he's an expert at hacking and breaking into systems, decides what we do and gives orders when there's no admirals or higher ups around, has a slightly taller frame then me, maybe 6,3 at most 6,4. With basically the same weight and frame, at most being a bit thinner then me. While 10-4, called that since his serial number is 10-14, is basically the exact same height and weight. He makes sure all our gear and equipment stays in tip top shape, even able to repair it a bit or modify it passed normal standards. Red and Scopes being the other two, Scopes getting her name for liking the DLT-19x sniper rifle, and being a damn good shot with it as well, she's our informant, standing at about 6 foot and being the shortest, she knows everything to do with our objectives and where it's taking place, and what kind of people or enemies we'll be up against. Red being the last and biggest out of all of us, stands at 6,7 at least, a definite mountain of his own, and it shows, especially when he's fully equipped with his fully automatic Z-6 rotary blaster cannon. Only for right now each of us are only equipped with an SE-14r blaster. Since a meeting with the admiral doesn't require such weaponry or heavy artillery.

After hearing 10-4 speak and seeing him cross his arms, I add "Have fun learning about that place" to scopes. Looking over at her as she places her hand on her hips against her armor, obviously scowling as she says "Obviously the planets covered in thick rain forests and jungles" she says as she steps in between Hacks and I "on the surface that is" she adds as she looks over the hologram. "We'll most like encounter many different kinds of creatures, birds, insects, even possibly primates. That and of course, there's always something underground" she says and looks at me through her helmet, i could practically feel the cocky smirk on her face as she does.

Hacks nodding as he says "Alright then, make sure you read up on what you can scopes" he says and stands, adding "in the meantime, 10-4, Red, you two get the ship ready" he says and turns to me "Jack, your with me" much to my disdain, glaring as he does, i say "Don't call me that" annoyed. Each of us turning and heading towards the ships corridors. The door hissing open as we do. Seeing a few storm-troopers waiting outside, they straighten their stance as we walk by. Glancing at them as we do, i can't help but remember back on my days as a normal troopers as well, excelling above the ranks by the age of 24, i was already a commander of my own squad, getting offered the position of a death trooper by the age of 26, finally getting out on the field as one shortly after turning 28. This mission being my fifth one with this squad, I was glad they were taking to me quickly, but also slightly annoyed and concerned with it. Since when i first joined them i expected them to be just as stern. To my surprise though I find they act more like a rag tag group of mercenaries then death troopers. In fact the only thing they are serious about are some of the rules of the death trooper, making sure to uphold the authority and reputation of that of the death troopers. Which i respected highly.