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Guest/Unknown - I like your narrative on this one. But I'm doubting if mercs will have the chance to even fight with Darth Sidious to begin with. I mean, It would be climatic but doesn't serve any purpouse as part of the story other that 'Bad guy is no more, now it' s conga time!'. But I'll think this over and then decide.
Anyways, here is new chapter.
"Gentleman, time to get serious!" Spy said with energetic voice, hosting a final meeting before the decisive phase of battle for Geonosis. "The Republic is about to attack our main military foundry throu this bridge. Therefore we have to stay on our half of the terrain and overwhelm them with fire from all weapons that get the enemy in their range. Counterattack has no use here." He said, recieving nods and appricieation from others. "Engineer, Scout and TX-21 are staying inside the facility and defending it from eventual infiltration. Soldier and Demoman are already in reasonabely far distance with abundance of STAP and speeder units. They will strike the vulnerable back of Republican forces, cutting the escape for the bulk of invasion and encircling them thanks to near-straight rock masses and collumns on their flanks." He continued, then letting Sniper say his part of the briefing.
"Me, Pyro, Heavy and Medic are staying at the entreance of the foundry alongside our main defence forces. Spy will stay far on the backlines to command airforce and coordinate all units. Anyone who isn't an actual military personel is demanded to join Spy at his Headquaters and either help defend in any practical way or at least to not do anything stupid." Sniper said with his very calm but dreadfully serious voice, making overwhelming ammount of listeners agree to obey the orders.
"Dismiss and gear forward!" Soldier shouted at the end with his usual Energy before the meeting was ended and everyone went to their respective tasks.
"The enemy is very far away Sir! Shall we begin prevential artillery fire?" A B1 battledroid responsible for observing the terrain of Republican assault asked his commanders, pointing forward into the stoned desert.
"Gimme a look mate." Sniper responded, taking his own binoculars and looking into general direction droid meant, spotting wide lines of clone troopers alongside two jedi on the front and multiple military vehicles within the army. "Permission granted, but remember to take at least half a minute break between each shot to adjust aim. We can't waste too much ammunition." He said, giving a huge accent on ill-advised nature of carpet bombing.
"Nyet! He have a lot of ammo, so we should crush tiny baby enemy!" Heavy opposed, somewhat harsh at the Sniper's idea.
"Dummkopf! Ve only have artillery shells for one milion shots! Do you even know how many cannons we have?" Medic protested on his own, siding with partially amused Sniper.
"ten thousand... Wait! I see your point." Heavy responded, making quick math in his brain and agreeing to his viewpoint.
"Anyways... Pyro, please prepare the Gas Passer. We need to embrace scorched earth tactics again." Sniper turned around to inform Pyro of the next move, making him clap his hands with enthusiastic muffled shout as he went back inside the foundry for needed things.
"Are you sure this will work?" Heavy asked him with unsure face, letting him know of his scepticism.
"Hmph, heh, no." Medic retored, freeing Sniper from responsibity. "But for as long as you are, you could at least not mind others turns at general commanding. Your turn back then was good, but variety in leadership is needed to avoid predictibility." He added, taking out his holographic transponder and showing him the comical ammount of explosives inside the bridge. "Now get ready for fighting. Republic is getting in range." He added, taking out his Medigun and preparing his Ubercharge to use at few wounded Geonosians who came to assist the defence line.
"So this is how the president must feel like all the time!" Soldier said happly, observing from upper rockslides the marching squadrons of Republican army beneath him, with Demoman just leaving him to make motivational speeches to droids.
"Cannot disagree." One pilot droid responded, taking a look downwards with binoculars. "Say, Commander. Did you figured out how we can go down and get them?"
"We just go straight forward to cut the distance we need to pass! Their asses won't wait to be kicked after all." Soldier responded with a smile, turning around and following Demo on his way to the rest of his unit. "Now come on, grab your socks and let's get to work before they call us."
"*Burp* Ahh... Cream gravy!" Engineer smiled from his break at Rancho Relax taunt, seeing two battledroids bringing him a box of said food accordingly to his recipe.
"At this rate you'll become Heavy in a minute. Scout snarled, commenting in his temporar and mostly cosmetic bodymass gain.
"Said abandoned scrap runner with cockyness injected into his blood." Engie replied without hesitation, making TX-21 and few droids laugh.
"Whoa, whoa. You don't wanna enter this teritory, bald-ass." Scout retored with pride, taking an offense with his comment.
"Maybe." Engineer almost laughed as he took a cream gravy from the box and ate it in a single bite. "But listen my boy. Maybe you should get some distance to yourself? I mean, there is a reason ya feelin' not right besides your nature." He said, taking a swig of beer while Scout narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Actually now I realised you might not want to stay with company of mine here. The underground tunnels are a great place for you to do some stuff alone and be useful for defence." He added, taking the next part of cake with the use of force.
"Heheh. I'll wrap them up and cut into slinky if they dare to come there." Scout laughed before running towards nearest entreance to the underground. "Watch winner in action pal!" He called out before making the way for himself with the use of force and sprinted outside the room at near mach speed.
"Ha, ha. We will Commander." TX-21 teased him, taking out the holographic transponder and showcasing to himself and Engineer a pair of female Jedi padawans at the outside entreance of underground. "We certainly will..."
"How is it going over there?" Sniper asked, unscoping his Sydney Sleeper and looking to his right at battledroids who were busy bombarding the rocky field forward to them with artillery fire.
"We blast them hard Sir! But they just keep on coming!" Droid replied in a half-panicked state, pointing at the waves of clone troopers coming straight at them.
"Charge me doctor!" Heawy shouted to Medic, who in response activated his Kritzkrieg and charged his Brass Beast with delicious critical hits.
"Heheh, nice." Sniper smiled, seeing Heavy repedeately yelling about his power and laughing at the ragdolled corpses of intruders with white armor. "Pyro, feel free to engage!" He then shouted towards his friendly pyromancer who cherfully took out his Scorched Shot and Gas Passer, throwing the latter at two Jedi from the front and igniting it mid-air with the first one.
"Are flashy stick guys out yet?" One of battledroids asked, only to see duo consisting of Jedi known as Anakin and Luminara to stay intact amidst burning chaos.
"Ahh, piss. Resist and bite everyone!" Sniper shouted at his men (droids?), motivating them to keep firing at Republican cohorts worth of clones.
"HMMPHHHHHH!" Pyro shouted with infuriated muffling before he deployed his Thermal Thruster with both charged ready to use.
"Piss. If Pyro goes forward then we may lose him to fight two full-ass Jedi at once without us to give him support in any way." Sniper thought, taking a look behind to see Heavy and Medic backing out of the clear firing range as Kritzkrieg charge ended and Anakin learned about deflecting minigun fire. "But if Pyro stays here, we'll miss the great chance of cracking the command chain and making the job easier." He thought, switching his attention back to Pyro who prepare himself for a jump. "Actually, I have better way of helping him at hand." He quickly stopped his doubts, taking aim with his Sydney Sleeper and shooting one clone troopers with distinct blue lining and uniqie accessories.
"Ymloooooo!" Pyro muffled what seemed to be 'Yolo!' before activating the charge and propelling himself into the air. He then quickly deployed his flate guns and began to spam burning projectiles below him at unnaturaly fast rate.
"Heheh, that solves it. Now we need Soldier and Demo to arrive..." Sniper thought, hopefully observing as Pyro landed in a middle of clone army and put his Backburner to good use by progressively putting all nearby opponents throu his heated grindset. "Wait a second, where are these two madmans?"
"Sir! We are lost." A droid from top of STAAP reported to Soldier as they came near area occupied by hundreds of Republican warships and transporters, the few clone troopers being quick to retreat deep inside and ring up the alarm to other units.
"I knew it! We did attack their back... This is their base of operation!" Soldier yelled in accomplished tone, pleased with his achivement. "Now boy scouts! Get Demo back in legs and let's show these muffin tips how the wrong end of the blaster looks like!" He shouted with enthusiasm before taking out the Air Strike and launching himself forward for the kills to build up his maximal clip size.
"Oh well./That's sounds like fun./Roger, roger./Fuct the clones." The droids acknowledged their tasks with various response and intentions as they followed him on their Speedsters and STAAPs into the camp, seizing the resources and slaughtering all clone troopers they came across.
"Wait, where is Commander Demoman?" One of the droids asked himself, stopping his Speedster and having a deizure while trying to realise what happened during the last five minutes.
"*Unintuitive giberrish* I bought *Earrape burp* Wooohohohhhoooo!... Hahahhhhaaa hohohohooo!" Demoman laughed in his insane drunkness, wiggling left and right near the entreance to Geonosis underground tunnels which he maked himself with sticky bombs. "Hohooo! I'm dru- *Rapid burst of laughter*" He added to himself before entering the cave with a bottle of scrumpy in his mouth.
"Here, this way." Ahsoka whispered, waving her hand to Barriss as they walked in a squat position between twisted tunnels of Geonosian burial grounds and ocassional undead who just happen to be still capable of parasytic control to defend their planet from self-proclaimed liberators.
"You're sure this is the right way?" Barriss asked her hesitantly, looking around as she walked behind her.
"No. But I feel like we are close to it." Torgutan padawan responded, taking herself a right body posture for steady stride to boost her partner's confidence.
However, the search for the exit wasn't their niggest issue at hand. That title was going to the quirked up white boy with a baseball bat and shit-eating grin on his face who just found himself behind them at the distance of twelve foot without their notice...
