"One of the troopers engaging Ventress managed to tag Grevious' pod. We're tracking it as he links up with the fleet. RV at my location, we're taking that tinnie down!"

Epsilon's voice was strained as he responded over the comm. "Moving in now, but there are clankers with shoulder launchers all over the fekkin' place. Our shields are taking quite the beating!"

Yuki palmed the deece's trigger, running the sights over the door behind them once more. "Understood, and we'll be bringing a couple guests with us for the ride."

"Did ya' get us some Twi' lek dancers, General?"

She eyed the little cadet by her side, his hands tightly wrapped around the pistol she had given him. He didn't belong here. He didn't deserve to be stuck on this insufferable planet, only to fight and die in the name of something he didn't really understand. "Only in your dreams Epsilon, I'm thinking of making another addition to our ranks..."

o-O-o

"Transfer all power to the engines, we need to get ahead of this thing."

"Aye, transferring all non-essential power to the engines."

"That's not good enough, increase the power output by fifteen percent."

"But sir, we're already approaching the red-line…"

"Do it."

"Aye aye, boosting power now."

"Pumps 1 and 2 just burst! I'm sealing off the engine room and transferring control to the reserve valves."

"Venting excess coolant now!"

o-O-o

"Scouts report a high concentration of AA emplacements protecting the base. A commando team has been sent in to disable them, and engage the primary target while the 21st initiates it's assault. I want your squadrons waiting just outside the red zone. You'll need to run air support as soon as those guns are taken care of."

"Consider it done Captain, moving towards the location now."

"Flight Wings be advised, sensors are detecting trace levels of radiation surrounding the planet. Intel indicates these are Low-yield mines, steer clear until we can disable them."
- GAR Encrypted Chatter, RAS Resilient.

16 Months ABG, Ord Mantell, 0600 Local time

Lucky bit his lip while he watched the droids send out more patrols, marking their size and direction in his mission journal, before blinking hard to keep himself focused. He hadn't been able to move for the past 48 hours, and he could feel his muscles begin to cramp. Even the air inside his bucket had started to taste stale at this point. He knew Flash wouldn't be faring much better, and he glanced at him with his HUD's wrap-around camera. They were only 800 meters away from the fekking Seppie base, and droid patrols were constantly combing the area. The downside to being in recon, I'm surrounded by clankers and I can't even pick one off, he thought to himself bitterly.

"HVT located, marking him on your HUD now," Flash whispered over the short-range comm.

Lucky grunted in acknowledgement, HVT was army vernacular for High Value Target. In this case, a Wookie smuggler that had been supplying the Seps with intel on GAR troop movements and positioning. A yellow blob appeared on his HUD, pacing the area just outside what they believed to be the command center.

Lucky lined his deece's sights with the head of the target and compensated for the distance. A Wookie had a strong resistance to pain, so he knew he'd need to double tap to get a confirmed kill. "Kom'rk, this is Aurek One. I'm forwarding you the latest updates now. We've located the HVT and are preparing to engage."

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AN: Okay, I lied before, this was the last piece I had. I totally forgot it existed and I stumbled upon it today. Also, as of today, I'm now on Ao3 as well! If you prefer that site instead, please feel free to follow my stuff over there!