"Lord Qollous, we are losing troops".
"The Clones... The Republics army..." Jaden meditated deeply.
"Sir, Grand Admiral Fosetter has a plan".
The doors to the Planning Room opened as the Nautolan Grand Admiral entered the room, his green tentacles hanging behind him.

He spoke first in his raspy, Nautolan voice, "Lord Qollous, the clones are clearing planet by planet. We shall soon be discovered unless we strike the clones with our army. They are certainly outnumbered but much more intelligent and organised. It would take our full strength to stop them".
Qollous took a minute to think and replied, "Better yet, it would be better to strike the foundation so that the pyramid collapses."
"Yes, but we must make it fast, the planet of Ord Magniola lies at stake. It is an important planet, rich in minerals and resources. We cannot afford to lose that planet".

Qollous leaned back and closed his eyes. He then re-opened them and answered. "Is that so? Very well, attack the Republic's heart, Coruscant!"
"But sir, what about Ord Magniola?"
"Distract the republic by setting up the planet as a battlefield. I'll lead an attack on Coruscant, bomb the place. The republic will surely call back the clones and Ord Magniola is ours. By that time, we will be out in the space. Then, send the Imperial Army and attack Coruscant again and devastate it. Got that?"

"Uh... Yes Sir".

The clone approached General Yal'ra.
"Sir, we have scanned Teryen, Vjun, Byss, Koloin, Minals, Zoptres and Laandrok. No sign of the Remnants."
"Not even on Vjun?"
"No, sir".
"What about that mountain planet?"
"Ord Magniola?"
The general nodded.
"Sir, we are ready to attack. It apparently holds a tremendous bounty of resources and Imperial activity was seen by recon."
"When shall you attack it?"
"Plans are for 5:25 CST (Coruscant Standard Time)."
"Make it earlier, I sense an Imperial plan. Switch it to 3:10 CST".
"Yes, sir".
The clone commander informed the head lieutenants on the attack about the new timing.
"By the way, commander, how many planets are reconquered so far?"
"24, Sir".
"Seems like the progress of you clones is going good, eh?"
"Yes".
The general sighed and left the hangar where the clones were getting ready.