"When we get the signal we'll charge through the cave and attack the rebels from behind," Corporal Fleary said.
"Or that's what our orders say anyway," his companion replied with a smile.
"That's right, last chance to get away before you commit high treason," a new voiced chimed in, this one though commanded respect, this was the voice of an officer, this was the voice who's accompanying face was the perfect example of an Imperial. With his strong jaw, and sleeked back black hair, Captain James Chriton would have made who ever beheld him be proud of the fact they were imperial citizens, if he wasn't wearing his standard issue Stromtrooper helmet. But though Chriton was the spitting image of an imperial officer and faithfully served the empire he had his doubts. His father had remembered the Old Republic and told him stories of the time. How Jedi, were not exactly a common occurrence, they had been known of and respected. The elder Chriton had also told him of the atrocities the Empire had commited. At the time though Chriton had ignored his father and out of spite Chriton had gone to the Imperial Acadamy to become a pilot. It soon became apparent, though, that Chriton had no talent for piloting and had been sent to the Stormtrooper program instead. This was something that Chriton excelled at. He quickly rose through the trooper hierarchy by showing his skill in combat, and was decorated numerous times. But he wasn't satisfied, during his entire career Chriton witnessed what his father had warned him about, the purges, the brutal way slaves were treated, the greed, the hate, and Chriton had resolved he would find a way to end it. And so when he was given command of a Stormtrooper company he began to find others like him and transfer them into his company and eventually had created a sizeable force of rebel sympathetic Stormtroopers. Now all he had to do was find a way to get to the Alliance without getting his men killed in the process. He'd finally found a way and now all he had to do was wait.
His orders were to ensure that he wasn't discovered and then to attack the Rebels from within once the frontal assault began. Chriton had already allowed a rebel scout to find him, now all he had to do was wait until a rebel trooper squad arrived. At which point he would surrender himself, his men, and their equipment to the Alliance. If all went well he'd get an audience with the person in charge, preferably before the frontal assault arrived and killed everyone there.
But things hardly ever went as planned.
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Standing at the entrance to the ice caves 1st squad prepared to enter.
"Ok this should be pretty routine; we move in and snipe off as many of the enemy troopers as possible. Then we head to where ever they came from and get the rest from behind," Duyron said quietly to his troopers.
"But didn't the scout reports say that there was a whole company of them out there, sir?" one of the younger soldiers asked.
"Then you'll just have to move silently and shoot fast won't you?" Duyron replied quickly.
"Alright, lets move in!" Duyron commanded.
First squad began to move into the ice caves, trying to make as little noise as possible as they move through the tunnel.
To Be Continued…