Fanfic
Audience 3rd person point of view
A lone LAAT Gunship was roaming around the vegetative landscape of the jungle planet Felucia. Inside the ship, stood 8 clone troopers with distinctive markings of the famed 501st legion. They were all facing a hologram of their 501st Commander Appo.
Appo (Via Hologram): Greetings Thresher Squad. No need for formalities so I will skip right to the briefing. 3 days ago, our scouts reported separatist activity in this sector on Felucia. It's odd because the 212th should have already cleared this sector. When we lost contact with our scouts, a squad was sent in to investigate. Yesterday, we lost contact with them. Cody tells me that they can't spare the troopers to send another squad. So I'm sending you. Your mission is to find out what happened to our men and investigate the area. There should be minimal resistance in the area so there is no need for a prolonged encounter. Good luck Thresher Squad, report back when you reach the base. Appo out.
After a brief silence, a trooper spoke out.
"Well… sounds like a suicide mission."
"No need to think negative, Private." An ARF Trooper replied.
"The name is Carter," the Trooper remarked. "Please call me by my nickname. Like yours is Auto."
The ARF Auto ignored the Trooper as he checked his DC-15S blaster.
"I see no point in your remark, Carter." Said another trooper named Jay.
"Look, all I'm saying is this mission is sounding like one of those that you don't come back from." He replied.
"Is that supposed to change the fact that you won't complete it?" the other ARF trooper named Will replied.
"It shouldn't," someone in the back spoke out. The Clone had the markings of a Sergeant, and his name, "Omega", carved into his right chest plate. "All you should be worrying about is following orders for the moment Carter." He said as he put a magazine into his DC-15X sniper rifle.
"Understood sir."
"No." The other seven troopers looked toward the front of the gunship to see their Lieutenant facing them. "What you should be worrying about is serving the Republic. Never forget that you will live, fight and die for it." His name was Thresh. The squad named after their leader. He stepped into the middle of the crowd. "I know that some of you are new here, so how about I properly introduce all of you. I'm Lieutenant Thresh. Our two ARFs are Will and Auto. Then there is Carter, Razor, Jay, Sin, and Sergeant Omega."
The Troopers looked at their new teammates. All of a sudden a red light went on and a Voice came up on the Commlink. "Thresher Squad, this is your Pilot speaking, we are coming up on the landing zone."
"Copy that Draa," Thresh named the pilot. "Don't bring us too low. We can use our Jetpacks."
"Understood sir." Draa replied.
"Alright men! Grab your gear! We drop in about 5, so I want you ready by 4!"
The LAAT flew into a marshy area, a small march away from the Separatist Base. It came up upon a small clearing then held its altitude, striving to remain under the base's radar. The first two troopers out were the ARFs. They leaped out of the gunship and activated their jetpacks to break their fall. They had their DC-15Ss up as they disappeared into the jungle. As other troopers hopped out, Omega jetted towards a tree and set up his DC-15X on a branch, scoping the area. A few moments after the troopers landed, the ARFs reported on their commlink. "Area secured sir."
"Understood, hold at your position, the rest of the squad is on the way," Thresh replied. "Omega, what's it look like?"
"Clear sir. I think our approach may have gone unnoticed."
"Then our pilot did a good job. Thresher Squad, move out!"
The Squad mobilized into the brush as their mission began.