"Howdy, howdy. Let's get rowdy." Engineer said, as he came into one of empty cargo bays inside "Dustbowl 1". "Hey man, can I take you for some random modifications?" He then asked one B1 battle droid who happen to stand nearby without anything to do.
"Of course captain! OM 7235679811122 reporting to be at your disposal!" Proclaimed droid, giving his name out of being proud.
"Then come with me, I have much to do with you." Said unfazed by the long identification number Engineer, as both walked into the empty storage room.
(Ten minutes later.)
"Well, let's see how he behaves now." Said to himself Engie, as he prepared the experimentally modified droid to test run of his thinking system. "And now... Test number one." He said, turning OM 7235679811122 back to life.
"Beep, boop. Fuck the clones." Said unfazed droid, before he was turned off by Engineer, who was unsatisfied by the response.
"It won't be working well like that, I just got to do it again..." He said, opening the head of the droid and moving back to modifications process.
"Gentleman, have we set the course?" Asked Spy, as he joined Sniper and Heavy on the ship's bridge, where all main decisions were always made.
Yeah. The travel will take a bit of time, but we can use this to prepare for meeting with the local people." Said Mundy, turning on holographic table on the middle of the ship, showcasing the planet of Mirial and race of Mirialan, who were native to the planet.
"Hmm, good sand." Commented Heavy, making Spy dive his head into the arms and let out a depressed sigh.
"Coem on Spy. At least he has the spirit." Said Sniper, trying to cheer up his friend.
"Okay, let's get started." Said frenchman, who had an uneasy feeling of bad time during the learning process.
"All right then, test number two." Said Engineer, activating the droid with long calling number.
"Beep. Boop. Fuck the flesh people." Responded droid before being turned off again.
"Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit!" Cursed texan lover of mechanical stuff, taking out wrench in his hand. "Let's do this Texas style!" He said, smacking the internal part of the droid in order to upgrade his mind.
"Do the flip, do the flip!" Said Scout, as he encouraged one random B1 battle droid to do a flip taunt with Demomam.
"Roger, roger." Responded droid, as he went forward and jumped onto the hands of scottish cyclop, jumping backward and landing after a smooth flip.
"That's what I'm talkin about!" Shouted Scout in satisfaction, tossing the droid a bottle of strong liquor. "Here, take a oil bath with this." He said, before he went away towards the hangars.
"Eyyy..." Mumbled Demo before he dashed forward and grabbed the bottle from hands of the droid before disappearing behind the corner of the corridor.
"Hey! That was rude!" Called out insulted droid, very disappointed on the behavior of his captain.
"Muha huha huha." Said behind him Pyro, making his usual muffled voices.
"Yes Sir. The Vulture class starfighters and Hyena class bombers are fully capable of action at the moment." One droid said to him, giving the status report of the forces.
"Muhhaa! Hudda Mffffha mmmmph!" Exclaimed Pyro, presumeably giving his orders.
"Of course captain! Our airforce will be ready to commit a massive bombardment of any space or land targets at disposal of you or any other of our commanders!" Proclaimed the droid, to which Pyro gave a small nod and went away.
"Hey, OM 777897, what was that about?" Asked the first droid.
"You know, OM 9999. Commander Pyro wants to make sure that our airforce is ready for any eventual confrontation. He's so caring about us! He even speaks in a electronic language thanks to his gas mask. " Said second droid, moving his tone from official to happy.
"Well that's a relief." Said OM 9999, also subduing himself towards general happines.
"Test number thirteen, go!" Said Engineer, activating his test droid another time.
"Ahh, I feel so... Good." Said the droid, as he stood up and adjusted himself to the default active position.
"Hahahaha! I hope you're not angry at the taken time." Said Engineer towards the droid.
"On you Sir? Never! Hyperspace travel is fast after all." Said the droid, already showing signs of his inteligence.
"Nice. In that case feel free to go do your duty." Engie said, moving out of the room.
"Roger, roger." Responed droid, confirming his orders.
"Aww piss. They prefer the light side of the force." Said Sniper, as he, Heavy and Spy were busy thinking over how to peacefully convinve Mirialans about joining the CIS.
"Maybe present yourself to them as this light side?" Asked them B1 battle droid who happen to conviniently enter the bridge at this very moments.
"Good idea! Tell me who are you." Said Heavy, being the first to respond.
"I am OM 7235679811122, freshy modified by Capitan Engineer!" Proudly announced the droid.
"Well then, as a reward, Heavy Weapons Guy will give you new weapon and promotion." Said Misha, throwing his Batsaber towards the droid, which he catched into his robotic hands without any problems, which concerned both Sniper and Spy. "I'm making you my personal number two in command and my personal bodyguard!" Said russian merc, to which all other droid in the room shared a while to gave their applause for their brother in arms. "Also, you're called Ivan from now." He added for no reason.
"Ohh, thank you Sir. I will not fail and always serve alongside you!" Said droid, giving unusual for his hind kind accent towards honor and loyality, which concerned two less weighting commanders even more.
"I hope other people have easier time than us two." Whispered Spy towards Sniper.
"Yeah, me too mate." Responed now abysmal in his hopes newzealander.
"Attteeeeeeennnntttiiiiiooooonnnn!" Yelled Soldier, making his command longer on purpouse to gain said attention from the droids from the land force. "If fighting is sure to result in victory, then you must fight!" He shouted, giving his speech to the land force while walking back and forth in front of the first line. "Sun Tzu said that! And I'd say he knows a little more about fighting than you do, pal, because he invented it!" He continued his opening drill speech to ten thousand B1 battle droids, still showing his militaristic ideals. "And then he perfected it so that no man could beat him in the ring of honor." He proclaimed, as he took out two hand grenades from a belt on his coat and kept on marching in front of confused yet spiritually connected droids. "Then, he used his fight money to buy two of every animal on earth, and then he herded them onto a boat, and then he beat a crap out of every single one!" Jane Doe said, making droids make terrified looks at his presence. "And from that day any time a bunch of animals are together in one place it's called the zoo!" Soldier said, scaring the droids with sudden spike of volume at the end of the sentence. "Unless it's a farm!" He added, now in lower, less energic voice.
"I never heard such an inspiring speech!" Said out loud one of B1 battle droids.
"You're the one to said it, OM 129987." Added one on his left.
"Now, go in emergency fashion to your stations! It seems we have encountered a enemy!" Ended the speech Soldier, seeing on his personal holographic communicator that the "Dustbowl 1" have encountered an enemy.
"Sir, our sensor spotted a single ship in space above Mirial." Said one of the battle droids towards the commanding trio who was at the ship's bridge.
"Who is it?" Asked Snipers as their ship exited the hyperspace travel and enter the space around their destination.
"Three Acclamators in straight line, formation at the right angle in comparison to ours. Enemy is in attacking position!" Said Heavy, seeing the Republic ships in long distance away from them, but still keeping his typical approach to the situation.
"How much do we know about them?" Asked Heavy's personal droid, as he, his lord and rest of the command on the bridge stood around the table.
"Republican Elevent Sector Army... 9 Siege Corps... Commanded by freshly promoted Human Jedi Master Kalazan Dimm." Said Spy, making quick pauses to search for necessary information.
"Siege Corps? Now we know for fact they considered taking the planet by force." Said Sniper, analyzing the informations.
"We're all here! What's up?" Asked Scout, as all other aix mercenaries arrived at the bridge, ready to fight.
"We have an encounter with opposing forces, gentleman. What do we do?" Asked them Spy after properly informing them about the situation.
"MUUUAAA! Hudda Huhha!" Said with raised voice Pyro, pointing his hands left and right.
"Affirmative! All ship personel to battle stations!" Said one of commander droids, giving away the orders to the rest of the ship.
"Thank you Pyro." Said Soldier, as he toook the initiative. "We need to approach them from side so we can use more guns! Bombers will attack the ship that is closest to our one, fighters will act as cover for our operations and all battle droids we still have on possesion alongside Scout, Demo, Heavy's droid bodyguard and me will do the abordage of other two ships! What do you think?" He said, presenting his battle plan to the group.
" Hmm, да." Said Heavy before turning to his bodyguard droid." You! You will go fight tiny man enemy." He said, making a proudly threatning face.
"Roger, roger captain!" Responed droid, before leaving the room and heafing towards the hangars.
"I'm in!" Said Scout before leavi g after the droid.
"No one's opposing. In that case let's go do our things!" Decided Spy, after which Demomam and Soldier also left the bridge with cherrish tone on their lips while Engineer and Pyro went to do their jobs of repearing repearable damage and controlling the actions on ship respectively.
"Heavy! Spy! Turn to the right?" Asked Sniper, waiting for last technial detail of the first phase of the battle.
"Turn to the right! We need Republican ships to risk friendly fire in case of joining into fire exchange and turn the battle into one on one duel who we will win and then attack their backs!" Ordered Spy, turning his commanding senses under influence of his old job.
"Battle of the Mirial begins now! Said one of B1 battledroid from the bridge, making rather unexpected from him comment.
"Gentleman, tell our fire batteries to focus on the ship nearest to us. The abordage squads will surely bring down or capture two other ship." He said, taking one of his cigaretts, lightning it up and putting it in his lips as all smoking people do.
"Let's do this!" Said to himself Scout as we all loaded into the abordage pod.
"Dooku haven't bother to give us any abordage ships but I guess pods are faster anyway." Added Heavy's droid, as he aslo loaded inside his pod.
"Move up, move up, move up!" Chanted Soldier, as he helped stuff droids into the pods.
"Aye! Fireeeee!" Shouted Demoman, as his pod was first to be lauched at the opponents who just happened to be fully in range at this point, busy with their approaches to the space gun fight.
"See ya on the other side chucklenuts!" Said Scout before his pod went in the same direction.
"Stay frosty!" Ordered Soldier, also going away inside the next pod.
"Oh boy, this is gonna be hell." Added OM 7235679811122 as his pod also was shot into enemy ships.
"Sir! We are reciving a transmssion from Count Dooku!" One of pilot droids reporter to me.
"Thank you for noticing." I said in response, as I stood before the holographic table, where the person of my lord appeared.
"Not the finest moment to contact us, but I can manage the conversation while the battle is ongoing." I said, playing the dangerous game of playing on his nerves.
"I can already see that you're in a battle against overwhelming odds on this front. But since I'm feeling generous at the moment and fully understand how well defended can be irresonable and isolated systems, I'm ready to send to you proper reinforcments to strenghten your unit. Do you accept?" He asked me, as we both kept calm but serious approach to the situation. And while the ongoing battle didn't helped me in slightest, I managed to pull off a 'no step back' posture.
"I think it will be much more than necessary if we want to capture Ruuria, Bonandan and Cantonica. As a recompensation for reinforcments we can later approach takeover of Zygerrian Empire and make at least partially sure that travel between systems of Zygerria and Felucia is safe and controled by Confederacy, thursly connecting these two parts of war theater, which will give us various advantages on all levels." I said, trying to grab as much help as I could.
"While I fully agree about Ruuria, Bonandan and Cantonica systems, I do believe that Zygerria could be approached in a peaceful way and become our allies. Attack on them seems for me to be unnecessary." Count countered, showing his way of thinking.
"Well, having any actual actions against slavery will definitely help us to establish ourselves before civilians of the galaxy. Unability to stop slave systems on already owned planets doesn't mean we should let other parts of the galaxy have the same fate. We fight for freedom after all." I said, proving my point.
"Hmm... Your plan sounds very risky but also cruciual and reasonable, Captain Spy. The support is on it's way to Telos and is given orders of being under command of you and your team. Do not fail me." Dooku said, keeping his so similar yet so diffrent to mine type of elegant style.
"But of course, the victory will be ours." I said, as the transmssion ended and the Republican ship our fire was focused on broke in half, being cracked on left and right parts by series of luckly aimed bombs. "Phase one is sucessful in one hundred procents! Now onto the phase two!" I said, giving out my new orders.
"Ugh! Now that was a landing!" I said after the effects of the impactful landing worned off, letting me wake up from temporar concussion and walk out of the abordage pod out to the corridor of what I assumed as insides of enemy's ship.
"Fight the Droids!" I heard on my left a shout distinct enough to be a one from a clone trooper, which then turned into a series of scream ended by two humans in white armor falling on the floor.
"Captain Scout! We are ready to move forward!" Said to me one of the droids who walked forward over the bodies and meet me.
"Permission granted, just let me help you with these expandable humans from Kamino." I said, taking Out Preety Boy's Pocket Pistol and Shortstop for sake of mid-range combat in tight enviromemt known as corridors.
"Lead the way Sir. We have your back covered!" Announces the droid, tightening his grip on his E-5 blaster rifle.
"Then let's go!" I said, rushing forward towards the enemies, naiking three of them with well-aimed shots.
"Blast them!" Shouted one of the droids, leading the charge at casual speed, firing from his blaster at T-shaped visors.
"Yo! Batter up!" I shouted, putting my Wrap Assasin to a good use by well-aimed shot at the centre of Republican defence, shredding clones armors and causing them to whine and rumble in pain caused by bleeding. "Go for them, kill only the resisting ones!" I shouted, jumping forward and finishing other clones that still had a strenght to resist.
"Not one of you gonna survive this!" Shouted one-eyed black commander of the droids, as he breached the doors to the bridge with a few charged bombs from his grenade launcher.
"Oh well, at least I'm dying in peace." I said to myself while we were busy defending the bridge of the ship from incoming clankers. Standing strong in fiveteen man since general moved to central ship before the battle.
"Ka-BOOOOM!" I suddenly heared a strong voice imitating an explosion before my vision went blind. I felt myself being toss around the room like a ragdoll, which have me few broken bones and ended with me getting moved vertically in all directions. Afer a ten or twelve seconds I was done and laid unconcious on the ground.
"CT-30010 wake up!" I heared another one of my companions trying to wake me up before hearing a sling of a blade which stopped his whining. After that I was out for good.
"Screaming eagles!" Shouted Soldier, busy market gardening poor clone troopers in a hangar bay of third Acclamator, completley messing clones aim, which led to droids taking the ship over.
"Wow! No wonder Commander Heavy send me here!" Said OM Ivan, busy with firing his blaster, earning rather good kill to shoot ratio compared to other droids.
"Beep boop son, beep boop." Said Soldier, fitting himself as another droid/robot up to applause of his squadron who already considered him as one of their kind and brother in arms, propably his third most important value after freedom and USA.
"Sir! The Republican forces of this ship are evacuating via escape pods, ship nearest to Dustbowl 1 is destroyed and central ship of our opponents is still contested." Said a commander droid carrying a holo-pod in his hand where general battle overview was taking place.
"Take this ship and contact all other units that we taken this one over! This one is ours now." Ordered Soldier, taking his Black Box out and charged towards group of helpless clones, blowing them all up within a minute.
"Hey, OM Ivan, OOM 789! We have capture the bridge, engines and all remaining fire stations." Said another droid to two already standing ones.
"Thanks for confirmation, OM 33565." OOM 789 replied, walking away with his contact set on Sniper.
"Should we go help commander Soldier with this?" Asked OM 33565.
"Sure. He may need some assistance." Said Ivan before two droids followed after their superior in command.
"Mmmmmmppppphhhhhhhh" Thought Pyro as he descended into a deep, focused meditation in his quaters on the ship. The situation on firing stations and in the hangar bay was looking good enough for him to leave the commanding stuff for his buddies and practise some meditation techniqes in order to find out how deep can the force go. As he meditated he felt himself go into some sort of trans, which left him in most likely another part of real existance.
"Mmpha, mmph." He said to himself with disappointment, before turning around and seeing a few images. "Ymmpha Ymmpha." He said in disbelief, staring at what he saw. The image displayed in front of him showed a Scout crossing his blue Batsaber in a duel with a Mirialan female Jedi, who had a funny hat that was unusually wide sideways and used green lighsaber. "Da-fuuh?" He asked himself, cursing in partially verbal way.
"Force vision isn't a thing to curse, bold one." Said to him low, confident voice from behind.
"Hhmmph?!" Pyro turned around, his attitude standing between enraged and suprised.
"Oh sorry, I think we haven't met eachother earlier." Said a man, which calmed Pyro a bit. "My name is Eeth Koth, a Jedi Master and member of the Jedi High Council." The voice said proudly.
"Mmpha, mmpphahahha. Mmmph." Mumbled Pyro in his usual muffled tone.
"Pyro is it? Intresting name for Separatist Commander, threatning yet sane." The voice said, continuint the conversation. "And yes, during telephatic speech language barier doesn't take that much of a role." He added, to which Pyro snarled under his breath.
"Ummpha, ymmmpha!" Masked pyromaniac said, as suddenly a plushie doll that resembled a cute Mirialan girl in a long dark dress and a cloak.
"Heheh... The force can five very meaningful visions. See you on the other time, Pyro." Said Jedi before vision ended and Pyro woke up just where he feel 'asleep', with a said doll in front of him.
"Mmpha, ymmpha." Pyro nodded, as he stood up, took the dool with himself and went outside his personal place, putting the pieces together.
"Housekeeping!" Joked Scout, knocking the locked doors of the bridge of the opponent's Acclamator he was on.
"No one's here." He heared a afraid voice from the other side combined with what he remembered as loading up a rocket into a launcher. This realisation forced him to jump to the left outside the door just in case.
"Housekeeeepiiing!" Scout teased, earning an explosion that happen to almost reach him blow out the door open, followed by clones cursing at levels illegal to verbalize or even write. "Hold the fuck up. The clones are still here." Jeremy thought as he saw bunch of B1 battle droids come from the opposing side. "Hey guys, what's happening out there with ya?" He then turned on his communicator where Ivan, Demoman and Soldier were shown.
"The right Republican ship is unde rour full control! The left one is long term destroyed and the Jedi general has evacuated alongside decent ammount of his troops on the Mirial. Finish the job inside your ship and we can reorganise." Informed Ivan, scratching his head.
"In that case I see ya in the hour!" Joyously answered Scout, turning off his holographic device and taking two bats - Festivized stock and Atomizer. - rushed inside the room, smashing and breaking all clones inside with please looks of his droids.
"You're heel of a great warrior, captain!" Said to him one of the droids.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm the Best and all of that. Now help me control this ship." Scout said, as droids came to help him with controls and informed the other units about situation.
"Yo man what's up?" Asked me Scout as he also came to the deck of "Dustbowl 1"
"I'm good skinny boy. We're waiting for new shipment of soldiers fighting for freedom!" Soldier announced, quick-swapping his Reserve Shooter and Equalizer for fun.
"Soldier, shut up for a second." I said, as communication began and holographic figure - Which was a imitation of our leader. - Appeared on table.
"Commander Spy, I heard that your forces have just defeated a big part of Republican forces above Mirial." The old nobleman said.
"Not me, but us. And not big part but just three Acclamators with minor land invasion forces, from which two were captured, third destroyed and Jedi escaped with big part of troops on Mirial." I said, not willing to thrive in pride and overestimation of myself.
"I see... In that case feel free to use rightfully taken ships for yourself alongside reinforcments that have just arrived." Informed us Dooku before effectively ending the call.
"I want reperations for being shutted up!" Shouted Doe, shaking his fist in anger.
"How many forces we have now? I asked Sniper.
"Three Munificent-class ships called Dustbowl 1,2 and 3, two Acclamator-class, twelve C-9979 landing crafts plus two Recusant-class ships called Hoodoo and Well, as long as it comes to fleet." Said australian/newzealander. "Our land forces are consisting of 300 000 B1 and 2000 IG-227 Hailfire-class droid tanks they dumped us since wa are least important front out there, which means we stockpile weak or unsucessful weapons." He said, sighing at the thought.
"Really thinking so, bushman?" I asked him, then turning to Soldier. "Soldier, I have a reperations for shutting you up!" I said, at which jingoistic patriot turned around with flash in his eyes. "I want you to take all our Acclamators and Recusants alongside all Hailfire droids and 10 000 B1 battle droids to go on Zygerria and take it over under our control, which must include absolute destruction of local slave-based economy. Can you do it?" I asked him in his beloved military order.
" SLAVERY IS AN ABSOLUTE ENEMY OF FREEDOM!!!" Yelled Soldier at my offer." Of course I'm taking the job! See ya on next status report." He added, making his characteristic glare of war weteran and walking out of the bridge.
"As for us, gentleman." I said, turning to the remaiming eight of my teammates. (Which included OM Ivan.) "We'll secure Mirial as CIS loyal member! Begin landing of all our free forces!" I commanded, giving the command to crew. It was about time to begin our actual task.
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