A/N: So this is actually something that I just wanted to write. Doesn't really have anything to do with canon. I just really wanted to write about battles, I guess. Anyway. As the title says, think of this as Galactic Conquest from Star Wars Battlefront 2 (2005) and other succeeding Battlefronts before the EA ones. So not really canon. Just battle after battle until the Galaxy is yours. That's all I really got to say about this fic other than say: Hope you somehow enjoy this. Toodles~

"1st Platoon, be advised. Sector looks clear. One minute until touchdown."

"Copy. One minute!" Lieutenant Rima Aki stated before making last minute checks on her E-22 Blaster Rifle and securing her helmet. She puffed one final smoke from the cigarette between her lips before dropping it on the shuttle's floor and stomping it out. The Lieutenant wore the standard Imperial Army armor with the addition of a black kama and the sleeves of her top rolled up to her elbows. Underneath the kama was a holster with a DC-17 Hand Blaster secured in it. Around her, the Army Troopers of 1st Platoon, A Company, 1st Battalion, 25th Infantry Regiment, 116th Imperial Armoured Division readied their own weapons as well. A mixture of E-10s, E-11s, E-22s for the regular Troopers and the Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannons for the Heavy Weapons Squad. They wore the standard Imperial Army armor with the addition of a survival pack for the Medics. Kashyyyk's environment was stable enough that they had no need for their respirator masks.

Kashyyyk. Home of the Wookiees. Once controlled by the Empire, now under the filthy hands of the Rebels thanks to their cunning and the incompetence of the planet's overseer, sorry, former and armless overseer. In one savage strike, the Alliance had crippled the defending Imperial forces in the planet and liberated the local populace. Weeks of unrelenting warfare and the planet was under their control. So the Empire sent the combined forces of the Imperial Army and Navy with support from the Stormtrooper Corps to retake the planet from Rebel hands. As soon as the fleet arrived, it was immediately engaged by a Rebel fleet. A long and gruelling space battle ensued to the point both fleets were too occupied with their battle that the Imperials managed to send the 116th Imperial Armoured Division and the 4th Legion planetside.

"I got a bad feeling about this."

Rima looked to her left to see Sergeant Jayce Luxem secure her helmet then prime her E-10 Blaster Rifle. The Sergeant wore the standard Army armor with the only difference being that she rolled her sleeves up to her elbows like the Lieutenant's. She also had a SE-14C rather than the standard EC-17 Holdout Blaster secured in her holster.

"You always have a bad feeling, Sergeant."

"But I'm always right, aren't I?"

"Let's hope you're wrong this time." Rima sighed out.

Unfortunately for them, the shuttle began shaking violently. They could hear the explosions outside and Rima's comlink was filled with the pilot's panicking voice.

'Lieutenant, we are taking heavy fire from enemy artillery and M-45 Repeating Ion Blaster emplacements! Get out of here now. This thing can't take anymore damage. It's gonna blow!'

"Lower the ramp! Get out. Get the fuck out!" Rima yelled.

"You heard her, you sorry sack of bantha shits. We are leaving!" Jayce yelled as well before punching the button that lowered the ramp.

The soldiers were quick to run down the ramp but doing so had most of them gunned down by the M-45 emplacements that were set up on the platforms atttached to the side of the ginormous trees. Despite this, they pushed forward. As did the rest of the 116th Imperial Armoured Division. All the shuttles dropped them off by closest to the berm but the water was at least waist deep. Rima jumped down the ramp and into the water. She struggled to reach the shore but she made it a few feet away before the shuttle exploded, throwing her down. The Lieutenant gasped for air as she rose out from the water before making her way to the shore where at least hundreds and hundreds of their Troopers were pinned down by heavy blasterfire.

"What the hell are you people still doing here? Push forward!"

"But if we push forward, we're dead men, Lieutenant!"

"You stay here and you're dead. Sergeant Luxem!" Rima yelled for the Sergeant who was a few feet away from her "Get these idiots off the beach!"

"Alright, you guys. Get out of my ass and move!" Jayce ordered and going as far as to grab an Army Trooper and push him towards the direction of the enemy. The Sergeant herself jumped to her feet and ran forward. It was the only way they could go. They can't go back. The shuttles either left or were destroyed by the cannons or repeating ion blasters. The Army Troopers and Stormtroopers had no choice but to push forward and make their way to the end of the beach where the AV-7 Cannons were bombarding them. Unfortunately, at least four battalions worth of Rebel infantry, as well as pockets of Wookiee Warriors, stood between them and the cannons. Both sides opened fire and the Imperial forces made use of the barriers around the beach as cover to which the Rebels did the same.

Somewhere amongst the chaos of the battle, Army Medic Corporal Jim Namba was dragging a wounded Trooper over to cover. An artillery round exploded behind him and the Medic fell to the ground. Despite the ringing in his ears, he got to his feet and grabbed hold of the Trooper's arm before dragging him towards cover, unaware of the fact that said Trooper was missing half his body. Only when he finally reached the barrier to take cover did he see that his quarry was already dead. The Medic let go and backpedalled to the barrier. Another soldier was sent flying and landed next to him thanks to an artillery round. Namba quickly got to work and looked over the soldier. Seeing no visible damage, he patted the soldier's shoulder and helped sit him up.

"You're gonna be fine."

Another soldier fell face down next to them and Namba quickly went to work. He rolled the body to it's front and saw the two smoking holes in the Trooper's chest armor. The Medic checked for a pulse and cursed when he found none. Namba looked around the battlefield and searched for any wounded before running out of cover. He found a barely conscious Trooper that had lost his left leg from the knee below and his entire right arm and began dragging him back to cover. Reaching his destination, he set the Trooper down before taking off his Medpac and rummaging through it. Namba pulled out the Bacta and moved to apply it on the Trooper only to see him staring back blankly at the Medic.

"Damnit!"

Namba threw his helmet over the barrier in frustration before realizing his mistake a second later and hopped over the barrier to search for the helmet. Before he knew it, the Medic was seized by his arms and thrown over a barrier. He was forced to sit up against the barrier and was punched across the face. Someone grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at them. A pair of angry, onyx orbs glared into his own set of brown ones.

"I see you do stupid crap like that again, I'm gonna shoot you myself! Am I understood?"

"Y-Yes, Sergeant." The Medic stuttered out before Jayce let go of his jaw and fired her E-10 at the advancing Wookiees.

"Damn walking rugs won't just give up and die!"

"Well, Wookiee Warriors are known to be quite durable and strong-willed."

"Nobody asked you, Namba!"

"Sorry."

Meanwhile next to the Sergeant, Rima was busy calling command from her earpiece comlink.

"First wave, ineffective. I say again. First wave, ineffective. We have enemy artillery and emplacements pinning us down. We can't get off the damn beach. We need Armour Support now!"

'Affirmative, Lieutenant. Second wave are due to arrive with elements of 1st Battalion of the 281st Imperial Heavy Cavalry Regiment attached to them. Be advised. Enemy Fighter Support have been spotted in the area. We have already sent our own Fighters to keep them off your back.'

"Crap." Rima cursed before looking over to the end of the beach where there was a literal wall of guns standing between them and the enemy base "A wall of guns to keep us back while bombarding us with artillery, huh? That was the same tactic we used on Dryden-6."

"I heard there were survivors from that fight." Jayce said as she ducked back into cover "Must've saw it's usefulness and turned it against us. First, they were stealing our tech, weapons and vehicles. Now, they're stealing our ideas? What's next? The karking Death Star?"

"I doubt they could make something like that."

"For the last time, Namba, nobody asked you."

"Sorry."

"Enough." The Lieutenant silenced the two before pulling out her macrobinoculars and looked over to the emplacements "Two M-45 Repeating Ion Blasters on each of the three platforms. We need to silence those guns somehow."

"Lieutenant, we got Stormtroopers."

Rima lowered the binocs and looked to where the Medic was pointing at to see a squad of Stormtroopers heading their way. The Stormtroopers dove for their cover just as a hail of blaster bolts nearly rained down on them.

"DZ-217, ma'am. 3rd Battalion, 2nd Stormtrooper Regiment, 4th Legion."

"Rank?"

"Sergeant."

"Any of you got a sniper?"

"DS-627."

A short Scout Trooper crawled over to them, a DLT-20A Laser Rifle in her hands.

"Sir. Ma'am."

"Alright, Des." Rima pointed towards the platforms "See those emplacements? You have a clear shot of the gunner's legs from here, right?"

The Scout Trooper aimed down the blaster's scope and saw that she indeed have a clear shot. She nodded at the Lieutenant.

"Good. Take those gunners out as fast as you can. I know they can get replaced but temporarily taking them out will help our Troopers advance."

"Understood, ma'am."

"Alright, the rest of you. With me. Once those guns are down, we move for the next cover. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Ready yourselves... and pray to whatever deity you believe in that you'll live to die another day."

"Thanks for the pep talk, Lieutenant." Jayce sarcastically commented. The other Army Troopers laughed while only a few Stormtroopers did and even then it was a small chuckle at the least.

"Zip it, Luxem." Rima joked before nodding at the Scout Trooper "Smoke 'em."

DS-627 nodded before placing her finger over the trigger. She held her breath and lined up the shot before pulling the trigger as she exhaled. She didn't aim for the leg but she did aim somewhere between the legs. The Scout Trooper quickly shot the second gunner to which Rima saw through her binocs.

"Alright, gunners are down. Run for it!"

The Troopers, both Army and Stormtroopers, got out from their cover and made a beeline for the next set of barriers, trenches and foxholes all the while shooting at the slowly advancing Rebels and Wookiee Warriors. An Army Trooper fell from a very powerful shot from a Bowcaster to the chest. Rima jumped over said body and fired her weapon at the Wookiee Warrior. It took a lot of shots from her E-22 before the beast finally went down. Unfortunately, she didn't see the second Wookiee Warrior behind her who proceeded to grab her and lift her high in the air before slamming her hard on the ground. Loosing her helmet in the process.

"Agh! Son of a- "

The Wookiee roared and was about to crush her head with it's foot. Jayce and Namba saw this and immediately riddled the Wookiee with blaster bolts. The beast fell to the ground with a roar yet the two didn't stop firing at the body even though it was dead. The two quickly made their way over to the Lieutenant but not before the Sergeant shot the Wookiee one more time then helped the Medic drag Rima to a barrier for cover. They sat her down before the Medic started fussing over the Lieutenant, much to her chagrin, while Jayce covered.

"Damnit, Namba. I'm fine!" Rima slightly pushed her off "Now where the hell is my blaster?"

"Here."

Jayce threw the E-22 at the Lieutenant who deftly caught the double-barreled blaster rifle. She reached into the pouch on her utility belt and took out a cigarra before placing it between her lips. An Army Trooper dove to their cover just as an artillery round struck the ground he was in. The Trooper was young. Fresh out if Rima had to guess. The kid was keeping his helmet down for dear life and was shaking in his boots. He wore the same armor and BDU that the Army Troopers wear but with the addition of a large pack filled with tools and a Fusion Cutter attached to his belt. His helmet also had a white stripe running down in the middle.

"Name, rank and unit, soldier?"

"G-Garm Devan. Private. 4th Combat Engineer Battalion. Ma'am." The Private stuttered out.

"Mission?"

"We were supposed to build a forward base of operations on the beach. We didn't count on the Rebels and Wookiees here and shooting at us."

"Then shoot back, idiot."

"But Lieutenant, I don't have a weapon."

Rima let out a frustrated sigh.

"Then go find one!"

The Engineer moved to leave but was stopped by the Lieutenant. Rima unclipped the Fusion Cutter from Devan's belt and activated it then lowering it's intensity before using it to light her cigarra. She clipped the device back on the Engineer's belt before kicking him away.

"Thanks for the light, kid." The Lieutenant thanked after puffing out a smoke. Jayce ducked back into their cover and grimaced once the smell invaded her nose.

"You know someday that's gonna kill you before the Rebels do."

"Sod off, banshee bitch."

"Right back at you, black lung cunt."

Namba sighed and shook his head before peeking over the barrier to see the second emplacements were down. He faced the two to see them still going on about something while shooting at the Rebels.

"Lieutenant. Sergeant. Second emplacement's down. We gotta move now."

Just then, Devan joined them. Now with a Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon in his hands much to Rima's amusement.

"Nice to see you got yourself a weapon now, Private Idiot."

The new nickname garnered raised eyebrows from the three to which she shrugged.

"What? He lost his weapon and didn't grab one until I ordered him to. So from now on, he's Private Idiot until he can redeem himself. Now let's book it before those guns turn on us."

Rima threw the cigarra away before vaulting over the barrier and running for the next. The Lieutenant cursed herself for the stupid mistake of not finding her helmet before rushing their enemy. If Devan was Private Idiot for loosing his weapon then that meant she was Lieutenant Idiot for forgetting to find her helmet after loosing it. Stupid walking rug. A Rebel tried to tackle her but she slammed the butt of her rifle across his face before shooting twice in the chest and one in the head. Meanwhile, Namba was busy blocking punches from a blue skinned Twi'lek Rebel that was straddling him.

"Hands off, blue bitch!"

Jayce grabbed the Twi'lek's lekku and pulled, forcing the Rebel to the ground. She then proceeded to straddle the Twi'lek before punching her across the face. Namba got to his feet and retrieved his E-11 only for a large shadow to loom over him. The Medic slowly turned around to see the Wookiee Warrior looming over him. He tried to shoot his weapon but the Wookiee snatched it before he could pull the trigger and decked him across the face with it. Namba fell to the ground and tried to crawl away but the Wookiee grabbed his left ankle.

"Wait. Don't- "

The Wookiee pulled and nearly fell back when Namba's cybernetic leg was pulled off. The beast tilted it's head as it looked at the fake limb before raising it high above it's head and roared, intent on using it to beat the Medic to death. Fortunately for him, said Wookiee was riddled with blaster bolts from Devan's Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon. Once the Wookiee fell dead, the Engineer quickly helped the Medic and set him down behind a barrier.

"Grab my leg." Namba ordered before pulling out his EC-17 Hold-out Blaster and shooting a Sullustan Rebel that was charging at him twice in the chest. The Engineer returned and quickly went to work on reattaching the Medic's leg.

"Thank you, Private Devan."

Jayce roared as she slammed her helmet on the Twi'lek's head one last time before securing it back on her head. She got off the dead Rebel and made her way to the Medic and Engineer. Before she could say anything, the Medic beat her to it.

"Not. One. Word. Ma'am."

The Sergeant chuckled before helping Namba to his feet. The trio then joined the rest of the Army and Stormtroopers as they pushed closer to the beach. If Jayce had to guess, they at least covered half of the beach but the Rebels were putting up a good fight and they can't advance any further. They're only hope of winning this one is their Armour Support. The trio dove into cover next to the Lieutenant and waited for the Scout Trooper to kill the M-45 emplacement gunners.

"Hey, Lieutenant. Any word from the Major?"

"Van Zandt's probably busy kicking Rebel ass. Or maybe he's waiting for an Occupier to come down and hitch a ride on it just so he can run Rebels over or shoot them better. You know how crazy the old man is." Rima replied as she risked a peek only to pull her head back immediately to avoid a blaster bolt to the eye.

~Line Break~

"Major, we are good to go."

"Drop us."

Above the battlefield loomed three Gozanti-class Cruisers, carrying two AT-AT Walkers each. The massive dropship detached the Armoured Transports it was carrying into the waters close to the beach and left to return to the Imperial flagship, End Times. Inside one of these AT-AT's is Major Anya Z'tahl. Commanding Officer of 1st Battalion of the 281st Imperial Heavy Cavalry Regiment. AT Haulers flew past the Armoured Transports and made their way to the beach where they dropped off AT-DT Walkers on the field. The Major looked down on the hologram of the battlefield and assessed their situation. Command relayed to her that the first wave's advance was halted by heavy resistance from the Rebels and Wookiees. Soldiers were pinned down by heavy blasterfire from emplacements set up on key areas around the place while AV-7 Anti-vehicle Cannons bombarded the pinned down Troopers. Though, they did managed to control half of the beach before the guns kept them back.

"Major, Captain Helgarth is requesting to deploy our Troopers now. He says the Troopers are getting restless."

"Alright, let him have his fun. Army Troopers." The Major shook her head before contacting HN-044 "HN-044, I've given Captain Helgarth permission to deploy his Company. I want you to deploy your Stormtroopers as well. Keep an eye on him and reinforce his Company. Oh and tell him I said 'Happy Hunting'."

"Understood, ma'am."

The feed cut off and Anya looked outside the viewport to see the TIE Fighters and X-Wings have taken their fight from space to the planet's surface. One X-Wing was struck in the engine but the TIE Fighter engaging it was hit with a Proton Torpedo and was sent hurdling towards the side of one of her AT-ATs. Luckily, the Armoured Transport received minimal damage and continued it's march towards the beach.

"Are we in range of the Anti-vehicle Cannons?"

"Negative but Walker 4 is. Major, the TX-225 Occupiers have arrived and were dropped into the beach. Major Van Zandt sends his thanks."

"Crazy old bugger better not be hitching a ride on one of my tanks."

"He's doing it, isn't he?"

"...yes, ma'am."

"Bloody hell. Find someone sensible in that battalion of his and tell them to keep an eye on the old fool."

"Already done it, ma'am."

"Good work, Pilot."

~Line Break~

LT Clif Brill maneuvered through the dogfights occurring around him while flying the Lambda-class T4 Shuttle towards the Rebel Capital Ship's hangar. Him, along with six other Shuttles, were tasked with boarding the enemy capital ship and drop off the Imperial Marines inside. During the course of their journey, they lost two Shuttles and his own Shuttle was damaged. He can barely keep the thing afloat but he was not about to fail his mission.

"Attention, everyone. You better strap yourselves in. It's gonna be a bumpy landing."

The Shuttle landed none too gently into the Rebel ship's hangar but the ramp was lowered soon after. Imperial Marines, Stormtroopers who were under the Navy's command, ran down the ramp and began firing at the Rebel Pilots trying to enter their Starfighters. Some tried to shoot back but the Marines were tougher and faster than the standard Stormtrooper. IA-627 rolled to cover behind some crates and threw a Thermal Detonator at the door just as Rebel soldiers exited it and returned fire at the Marines. The grenade took out a chunk of the Rebel soldiers but more came out from the second door. While the majority of the Marines kept the defenders busy, others were setting explosive charges on the engines of the Rebel Starfighters, Bombers and Transports.

A Rebel Pilot saw this and shot a Marine with a DL-44, nailing him in the chest. She shot the next Marine in the chest as well but this one managed to get up and fire his E-11 at the Pilot. Two more joined him and the three opened fire on the Rebel who took cover behind some crates, unaware of the two other Marines closing in on her until it was to late. She risked popping out of cover to shoot at the Marines only to be gunned down from behind before she could even get a shot off. The two Marines continued to fire before moving on.

"End Times, this IA-627. Capital Ship hangar secured. We are moving further down the ship to the Shield Generator."

'Affirmative, IA-627. Take out that generator and defense systems immediately. Everything else is secondary. Our TIE Bombers will take care of the Bridge, Communications Array, Engines and Life Support.'

"Understood, End Times." IA-627 turned to the Marines as they disposed the last of the Rebel Pilots and soldiers "Alright, time to take out the Shield Generator and Defense Systems. 1st Platoon and 2nd Platoon will stay here and guard our shuttles. 3rd and 4th Platoon will take care of the mission."

"Enemy rocket incoming!"

A Rebel holding a HH-12 Missile Launcher fired a single rocket at one of the damaged Imperial Shuttles' cockpit and destroyed it. The Marines quickly gunned down the attacker before 3rd and 4th Platoon moved to carry out their orders. 1st and 2nd Platoon quickly made a makeshift perimeter around the remaining Shuttles. KN-210 sighed as she crouched down next to GS-3331.

"There goes our ride. Think we can fit two Platoons inside a Lambda-class Shuttle?"

"Don't even bother. We both know they'll leave one Platoon behind to cover our escape." GS-3331 replied as he checked over his E-11 "Besides. They are prepared to fight and die for the Emperor and the Galactic Empire. We all are."

"Good point."

~Line Break~

"Hey, Lieutenant. Cavalry is here."

Rima looked to where the Sergeant was pointing at and saw that indeed the Cavalry was here. A row of ten TX-225 Occupier Tanks, flanked by six AT-ST Walkers, three on each side, followed by two rows of seven AT-DT Walkers and just a few meters behind them were the four gigantic AT-AT Walkers. One particular Occupier Tank was leading the charge with a certain old Major sitting next to the tank's cupola.

"Drive me closer, soldier. I want to look them in the eye as I end their miserable life with my blaster. Ha ha ha ha!"

Even though the blaster bolts came close to hitting him, Major Kato Van Zandt cared not. Clad in an Officer's Battle Armour, hidden underneath by a black trench coat. A black Officer's cap, instead of a helmet, rested atop his head, covering the top of his graying hair. A large scar ran down his right eye, which was replaced by a cybernetic one, all the way to his jaw while burn marks marred the left side of his wrinkled face. His real eye, however, burned a fierce purple. The last thing that many beings see before they meet their demise at the hands of the Major. Zandt was also armed with a TL-50 Heavy Repeater and a K-16 Bryar Pistol, which was safely holstered underneath his trench coat.

"Ha ha ha! Yes! Forward. To victory, comrades! VICTORY! Your Empire demands it. Aha ha ha ha!"

"I've said it before and I'll say it again." Jayce began as the Major's Tank passed them by "Old man was crazy before he even turned senile. Now he's more crazier in his old age."

"But it gets results so I'm not complaining." Rima replied. Still transfixed at the sight of the elderly Major actually killing his intended targets while riding on top of the tank and still not getting shot.

Major Kato Van Zandt grinned a maniacal grin as he fired his TL-50 at the Rebels that dare stood in his tank's way. Blaster bolts tore through their bodies while those who were unfortunate enough to not dodge out of the tank's path or were hit before they could run were run over. This did not escape the artilleries' notice and one of the AV-7 Anti-vehicle Cannons set their sites on the Occupier Tank.

"Smoke 'em already!" A green skinned Twi'lek Rebel Pathfinder yelled at the cannon's gunner.

Van Zandt saw the Anti-vehicle Cannon aiming at them and quickly grabbed the Tank Commander before jumping off the tank as the cannon fired, destroying the tank in one blow. The two rolled to a stop but the Major was quick to get to his feet, already shooting at the three Wookiee Warriors that were trying to swarm them with his Heavy Repeater. He looked down to see the Tank Commander was still down and grabbed his arm before pulling him up to his feet then handing him the TL-50.

"Start shooting, Commander Vin."

The Major then took out his K-16 Bryar Pistol and shot a Rebel in the face as the fool tried to charge and melee him. Van Zandt shot another two before they could fire their weapons while the Tank Commander, VN-099, dropped into a crouch and opened fire in short bursts at the other Rebel Infantry.

In the skies, a squad of TIE Bombers flew past them and dropped their payload at the line of enemy artillery. Their TIE Fighter escorts, however, took out the Rebel and Wookiees on the platform thus effectively taking out the M-45 emplacements keeping the Imperial Infantry pinned down. Without the pressure from the emplacements, Rima quickly yelled for the Troopers to push forward.

"This is it. Push forward, grunts!" Rima didn't waste time and vaulted over the barrier and began shooting at the Rebels.

"We're in business!" Jayce yelled as she got off the ground and followed after the Lieutenant. Namba and Devan not far behind.

DZ-217 and the other Stormtroopers ran faster than the Army Troopers and passed them by, firing their E-11 Blaster Rifles while Heavy Stormtroopers let loose with the DLT-19 Heavy Blasters. Scout Troopers stayed in the back of the line to provide sniper support. DZ-217 and his squad were the ones who lead the charge. His squad consisted of two Heavy Stormtroopers, TF-626 who wielded a Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon and JR-802 who held a DLT-19 Heavy Blaster. DS-627 who had slung her DLT-20A and was now using an E-11 Blaster Rifle instead. RD-1260 who was crouched down as he aimed a Smart Rocket up at one of the X-Wings that were flying up above them. The Stormtrooper locked on to the fighter and pulled the trigger, letting the rocket chase after the X-Wing who was focused on chasing after a TIE Fighter and couldn't shake loose the rocket in time. The rocket slammed into the back of the fighter and sent the X-Wing barreling into the side of the ginormous trees, ending in a fiery explosion.

The Stormtroopers continued their charge, not stopping even for their wounded. Besides, it seems that Corporal Namba was already helping them with that. Said Army Medic was pulling wounded Stormtroopers and Army Troopers alike into cover. Lining them next to each other while other Medics tended to them before Namba searched for more wounded to recover. Seeing as the Medic would probably get himself killed or loose another limb, Jayce stayed behind to cover Namba while Rima and Devan moved on ahead to regroup with the Major who managed to hold out with the Tank Commander against the Rebels and Wookiees surrounding and shooting at them.

Van Zandt simply stepped aside to avoid the Wookiee that charged them while VN-099 rolled out of the way. The Major fired his Blaster Pistol at the Wookiee's back as did the Tank Commander. An Army Trooper joined them and shot the Wookiee Warrior in the head before the trio fired at the Rebels. The Army Trooper took a Bowcaster shot to the chest armor and fell to the ground on his back. The Major laughed as he grabbed the Trooper by the arm and tried to pull him up to his feet while said Trooper took out his EC-17 Hold-out Blaster and fired at the approaching Rebels.

"Get up, boy. It's just a flesh wound."

Unfortunately, a second Bowcaster shot to the chest ended the young Trooper's life. Van Zandt scowled fiercely and let go of the Trooper's arm and shot the Wookiee's knees before shooting it twice in the chest, right in the same spit where the young Trooper was shot, then shooting it in the head. Meanwhile, VN-099 was in melee combat with a human Rebel. The Tank Commander punched the Rebel in the gut before headbutting her, leaving his opponent in a daze and open for him to shoot which he quickly did. He retrieved the fallen TL-50 and riddled the Rebel with holes before kicking her still standing body to the ground.

Moments later, Stormtroopers joined them and began pushing back the Wookiees and Rebels. Rima and the Army Troopers joined them with the Lieutenant saluting at the Major.

"Glad of you to arrive, Lieutenant Aki. Status of the field?"

"Casualties of the first wave hit at least 65% of our forces and still counting. Second wave's got more Troopers to reinforce our guys but the Colonel said to let the second wave handle the rest of the mission. Our job's just to help the 4th Combat Engineer Battalion in setting up a forward base and Triage Centers for the wounded."

"Then it shall be done, Lieutenant." Van Zandt accepted with a nod before turning to VN-099 "What about you, Commander Vin? Are you still up for a firefight?"

"No, sir." The Tank Commander shook his head "My tank's down. I'll have to stay back and let the rest of the battalion handle it."

"Splendid! Come, Commander. Lieutenant. Let's go see to our Troopers."

As the three made their way back to the beach, Army Troopers from 1st Battalion, 281st Imperial Heavy Cavalry Regiment passed them by along with Stormtroopers from 2nd Battalion, 6th Stormtrooper Regiment.

They passed the AT-DT Walkers who provided Artillery Support while the Occupier Tanks rolled further into the jungle along with their Scout Walker escorts. The Armoured Transports have arrived at the beach and two of them made their way to enter the jungle while the remaining two stayed behind on the beach.

The trio passed by a Triage Center where Corporal Namba was tending over Army Trooper and Stormtrooper wounded with the other Medics while Jayce stood next to Namba, voicing out crude comments at the injured Troopers much to the Medic's annoyance.

Adjacent to the Triage Center was a foxhole where DZ-217 and his squad, who had taken their helmets off, were conversing. Other Stormtrooper squads or pairs did the same while some did not and kept vigilant watch.

The trio made it to the 4th Combat Engineer Battalion where they had already finished setting up a Command Tent while they build the foundations of the forward operating base. The Major entered the tent and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the holotable was already set up as well the communications consoles. Van Zandt was quick to send out a battalion-wide transmission for all Company Commanders ir whoever was now in command of the Company to rendezvous at the Command Tent. While they waited, Rima went outside and took out another cigarra before placing it between her lips. Too bad Private Idiot wasn't here. She could've used his Fusion Cutter right about now. Fortunately, there was a burning wreck of an AT-DT and Rima used the small flame on it's leg to light her cigarra.

The first Company Commander to arrive was Captain Gat Sloane, CO of 1st Battalion's C Company. The two nodded in greeting before the Captain entered the Command Tent. The second to arrive was Ray Fordo, Captain of B Company and the last to arrive was someone she didn't know but figured he was probably F Company's highest ranking grunt they had right now. Seeing as that was all of them, she entered the Command Tent as well. Once inside, the Company Commanders quickly gathered around the holotable where the Major was currently speaking to Admiral Kane Royder of the End Times.

'Attention, ground forces. I am glad to inform you all that the enemy Capital Ship and her escorts have been destroyed and the fleet is building a blockade around the planet. There will be no escape for these Rebels, ladies and gentlemen. Ground forces are to hunt down and eliminate any Rebel they see. Wookiees are to be captured and returned to concentration camps. Good luck and happy hunting, ladies and gentlemen.'

The feed was cut and the Major grunted before facing the Company Commanders, his eyes stopping momentarily at the new guy. Van Zandt sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"It seems we have lost another Captain. Tragic but we all know that we will die in the field someday so... name, rank and unit, soldier."

"Sergeant Georgy Waller, sir." The Sergeant straightened "F Company."

"Lieutenant Georgy Waller now, boy. Let's hope Captain Tarkus Lindow is the last Company Commander to die this year. Right then." Van Zandt cleared his throat and straightened his uniform "I want casualty report of your Companies in here by the end of the day. Understood?"

"Sir yes sir."

"Good. Dismissed."

~Line Break~

"Don't worry, Private. We can get you fixed up in no time. We can even get you a cybernetic leg like mine. See?"

Jayce snorted as she watched Namba show his leg to the soldier who lost both his legs from the knee down.

"Hey, look at the bright side." She chimed in "At least you still have your balls and pee pee, Private."

"Sergeant, please."

"What? It's true."

"I'm not comfortable with this."

"Nobody asked you, Stumpy."

Namba sighed and shook his head before listing off the final casualty on the datapad. 45 Troopers were wounded while 60 brave men and women of A Company were lost. At least that's how many they managed to recover. Limbs didn't give much of an identification. Hell, some didn't even leave behind a body to recover. Who knows how many more of their guys were out there? Nothing more than a smoking hole on the ground thanks to those artilleries. Times like these he wondered if all this fighting was worth it. Sure they could replenish their numbers in a matter of weeks thanks to the reserve forces but what good are they if the next mission they were sent to would have the same result as this one?

Namba joined the Imperial Army in the same class as Jayce and Rima. When they first deployed, their platoon was their comrades. Batch mates and the like. But Felucia happened and everything went to hell. Month after month of fighting while looking over their shoulder as the local wildlife stalked them from afar. Then the secession of half the Division happened. Comrade against comrade. Friend against friend. When they were finally rotated out of the hellish planet, nothing was ever the same. Their number of friends dwindled. Mission after mission, more were lost to the war until only three of them were left. They weren't even past their twenties and already they were considered Veterans by the officers. The new recruits who had visions of fame, glory and patriotism blinding them called them the 'Old Breed'. Recruits. Heh. Young soldiers who always wanted to prove themselves better than the Veterans only to die on their first deployment or see the true horror of war. Twenty-nine and he already felt like he was getting too old for this.

Maybe it was time for him to retire after this and settle down. But if he did, who would keep these young Troopers from getting themselves killed. He became a Medic for a reason. To save lives. He can't do that if he's retired back on Corellia. No. He'll stay even if it kills him but... The Medic's eyes found themselves gazing at the Sergeant who was conversing with the Lieutenant. He can always count on her to watch his back. Shaking his head, Namba made his way over the two and nodded to the Lieutenant in greeting before handing her the datapad.

"A total of 45 wounded and 60 dead, ma'am. But the number of dead aren't solid. There could be more out there."

Rima sighed and finished her cigarra before dropping it on the ground and stomping it out.

"Damn. The Major's not gonna like this and this is just from our Company. Imagine the rest."

"No kidding, ma'am."

"I heard F Company lost their CO. Is it true, Rim?" Jayce asked. Loosing rank formalities and prompting the Medic to do the same.

"It's true, Jayce." Rima sighed out "Got a guy named Sergeant Georgy Waller promoted to Lieutenant."

"Are we still gonna fight in the jungle?" Namba asked "I don't think we have enough Troopers for that, Rima."

"I know, Jim. Command wants those involved in the first wave to stay back and secure the beach or help the Combat Engineer Battalion set up a FOB. I don't know about you two but I just wanna sit back and let the 281st handle the walking rugs and Rebels." Rima finished before yawning which caused the other two to do it as well.

Namba grabbed two seats and set them down before finding his own then left to grab them all a cup of caff. Rima nodded her thanks while Jayce joined the Medic. The Lieutenant smirked as the two left before taking off her armor and setting it down next to her seat, followed by her blaster rifle and BDU shirt. This left her in a black short-sleeved shirt which revealed her rather muscular arms. She sat down and used her BDU shirt to wipe the sweat off her face before running a hand through her blood red hair. She crossed her arms and leaned back into the chair then took out another cigarra. She didn't light it and simply let it rest between her lips. An Army Trooper passed by and she handed the datapad to him.

"Give this to the Major, tell him it's from A Company."

"Yes, ma'am."

A few minutes later and the two returned. Namba handed her a cup of caff and she nodded her thanks before taking the cigarra and pinning it between her ear. She drank the cup of caff while Jayce set a crate down between their seats and placed a deck of cards in the center.

"Up for a game of Planetary Poker, Rim?"

"Deal me in. What about you, Jim?"

The Medic politely shook his head no.

"Sorry. Maybe some other time. But I can be the dealer though."

"Suit yourself."

Without another word, Jayce handed the deck to the Medic wjo proceeded to shuffle the cards before handing two cards each then placing three cards on the crate.