Chapter Two
Laser blasts rained overhead in rapid succession, blowing apart rebel soldiers in a spray of innards. Malin, fought his fear with everything he had, pelting the advancing column with blaster fire. The beams hit, bounced off and were no more. The AT-AT's continued their march. A blast collided with the ground not far from malins position. With a shower of ice and splintered rock, he was thrown to the ground. "Holy fuck", he screamed, shuffling to his feet just as another blast tore into a nearby solider. His left arm exploded, warm blood exploding into the freezing air, steaming on the ground and covering Malin. His gurgled scream, was cut off bythe booming echo of another volley.
Malin ran to a group of rebels huddled low behind a wall of ice. "Malin," one of them barked as he came closer. "Get the hell over here" "Sir," malick halted next to his squad commander. Nilo brominel, squad commander of echoes bases 22nd defense force, was in the worst of moods. He looked at malin.
"Were sitting targets right here" He gestured for all 12 men gathered to listed. "We gana move back to the base to aide the soldiers there incase of the worst scenario. Squad 21 across the way is gana lend suppressing fire." He pointed to the team entrenched across the field. "When I say to move, you fucking move. Alright. Lock and load men were moving out" They ran at a breakneck pace. Malin thought, along with the others that they were leaving much of the danger behind. Its funny how cruel and darkly ignorant life can be.