Another chapter! This one is not really one of my favorites, but its a filler/set up. Sorry, but it's important. I'm really starting to get into the piont of this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Star Wars.

The steady hum of the gunship was a slight comfort to the squad who were getting more uncomfortable with their situation.

"So we get to work with a general now?"

"It's been a year since the Genosis! Why are we just now working with a general?" Of course all the men's complaints were on a private squad channel.

"Stow that kind of talk men. We're gonna do what we need to do. Don't question our orders."

The men were quite for a time.

"Have you guys heard the one about the smuggler and the princess?"

"You've only told it 17 times by my last count."

"I think it's 18 actually." Stud starts grumbling to himself in response.

The gunship continued on in a formation of eight. Each was carrying a ten man squad consisting of company K and J of the 124th infantry.

"Why are we going after such a small amount of forces?"

"They're getting to close to a heavy population center here."

"I hate Rouhi! This planet stinks, literally. It's almost as bad as Stud's kit." Everyone laughed, but Stud continued to grumble to himself. The planet was a complete wasteland outside of the few cities.

"Landing in five," said the pilot.

"Buckets one, gear ready to go." The gunship continued to hum on. The squad stood in silence until the ship landed. They rushed out of the gunship and towards the rally point.

"Ok, listen up!" yelled the lieutenant, "We need to get to the city nearby. We're evacuating the civies there, and we need to set up a perimeter. Sarge, your company goes in from the south. Buzz, you go in from the east. George, north. Paul and John, do a recon of the wastelands in around the city. The rest of you come in with me. Buzz, you lead." The rest of the sergeants started marshaling the troops.

"Ok boys, usual formation. Stud, shut your mouth now, so we don't have to do it later. Go!"

The men started forming up and moving out.

The men arrived at the city later in the afternoon. The first buildings they saw were completely empty. The men took up positions in one of the buildings.

"Were's B and F company?"

"Probably deeper in the city helping with the evac."

"I rather be out here than helping the evac."

"Well, that's to bad for you. Apparently we're needed to help in the evac," said Sarge.

"Crack scones!"

"Stop your winning! Get a move on."

The men could hear the people before they saw them. It was almost as loud as a battlefield. All the civis were talking at once. They were pushing each other and yelling. Stud wondered how they got anything done.

"The two gunships coming in now are ours. Five to a gunship." Stud found himself with Pat, Thunder, Lightning, and Zero. The civilians ran towards the incoming ships, and pushed each other to get onboard.

One woman got to the front of the line, and Stud her offered a hand. She looked at him like he was one of the creatures on the last planet the squad was on. She ignored his outstretched hand and hastily climbed aboard.

All of the civilians either ignored the clones or stared at them like they were the dark lord of the Sith. It really got on Stud's nerves. The gunships kept coming, and there seemed to be a never ending amount of civies.

Stud and his squad mates were getting bored. They really did nothing to help except for make sure the right amount of the people got on, and told the pilot when to move out. Stud decided to try something.

The gunship had just left, and another one was a few minutes away. A man was standing nearby, and everyone was fairly quite. There were only a few hundred civilians to evac.

"Hi, how are you," Stud asked the man standing near him. The man turned to him with a look of complete shock on his face. He just stared at Stud for a few moments. The other people in line stared at him too, and started whispering to each other.

"What's up with them?" asked Pat over the squad com.

"Sir, I was talking to you," said Stud, ignoring Pat's remark.

"I'm fine, just fine," said the man. All the color had drained from his face. He looked away from Stud, and was glad when the gunship arrived.

"What's up with these people?" asked Pat. Stud tried several other times to talk with the civilians, and the reaction was always the same.

Finally the last gunship lifted off, and all that was left was the clones.

"Well, what now?" asked Thunder.

"Ok, the latest news it that the droids are coming in. We're moving to a hill a few miles from our current position. Apparently the general doesn't want to get caught in a city battle. We're moving out. Let's go!" Although Stud moved out with everyone else, he was still stuck on how the people had reacted to him. He wouldn't admit it, but it really bugged him. Really bugged him.

Sorry about the filler chapter, but it's a set up to the next one. I'm not really sure how much longer i can keep this story going. For the men it's been a year. Please review! It makes me want to write. Someone reviewed one of my other stories, which just made me want to write more! Please?