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Cody jumped up from behind cover yelling into his mike in his helmet, relaying it to all troops in combat.
"Prepare for evacuation" the clones didn't dispute this and didn't even glance up at Cody for a reason why- they were trained far too well. The protocol for extraction was to leave troopers too injured to get up themselves behind, however Anakin and Obi-Wan, sick of their soldiers being treated worst than the pack mules had a new protocol which was now always used by the 501st which guaranteed less losses. It put him and Obi-Wan in more danger, but they didn't mind. Around the two Jedi the droids pushed forwards following the slow retreating army. The two Jedi then launched out of their hiding place. They spread themselves across the narrow front; this is where the fun begins Anakin thought grimly. He wasn't complaining, ever since he was a small boy he had lived for the challenge, first from pod-racing now- during warfare- this was about as challenging as it got.
They started deflecting bullets, this time not only directed at them but also every other one as well. It was this that was new to the 501st protocol, and it gave Cody and Rex a chance to organize the stretcher to get injured troops to safety. Many Jedi frowned upon this practice thinking that it displayed signs of attachment from the Jedi to the rest of their troops. However both Anakin and Obi-Wan still continued with or without the Council's permission. It pushed the pair to their limit of their capabilities- the plan wasn't fall proof and every so often a stray laser bolt shot through the Jedi wall of defence killing another man- but on paper as statistics the 501st always counted more men in than any other regiment across the clone army- this further convinced the Jedi that, although frowned upon the tactic actually worked. As the Army retreated the flanks started to place the detonators on various walls, more so than necessary required but in the clones eyes it was better to be safe than sorry.
So far Obi-Wan thought quietly the plan was working perfectly- the two Jedi up front were slowly moving back and were almost out of the secluded narrow alley that had been up to a few minutes ago part of a major front. The droids- sensing a supposedly easy victory loomed down on them- squeezing the last tanks they had down the narrow street in single file. Rex ran up to the front- very nearly hit by a blaster bolt only to duck just before if hit.
"Generals" Rex said, yelling over the blaster noise and the insistent hum of the light sabres. The two men glanced over to the clone, a brief acknowledgment and, for Rex, permission to continue. "We have the injured out- its time to go" As soon as he had said this he disappeared to not willing to linger as he still, under his helmet burned with shame from events previous. The two generals turned as one and ran after him deflecting blaster bolts over their shoulders. Seeing their quarry on the run the tanks increased in speed, fitting nearly the entire line in the alley.
"This is it Anakin" Obi-Wan said quietly, his voice, as usual hiding the nervousness which he felt. What if his plan failed? He glanced around. The troops were looking at him expectantly. Watching. Waiting. Watching. There was no time to think about the anxiety now- it was much too late for doubts. Suddenly his master's voice came to him repeating words from so long ago.
"Don't centre on your anxiety Obi-Wan" Suddenly he felt a presence in his mind, it soothed him back to the normal, calm self. He glanced at Anakin wondering if he too could feel this calming presence to see him smile slightly. It was his normal boyish grin, more like a smirk. Damn Anakin Obi-Wan thought passionately. Why did he have to be the only Jedi master who wasn't strong enough to stop his padiwan using mind tricks? Beside him Anakin spoke, bringing him out from his deep thinking.
"Ready when you are" he replied, holding up a unit with a single red button on it. It was the unit which Cody had given him and was set to prime and then detonate the mixture of bombs and grenades left in the alley. Obi-Wan nodded both in acknowledgement of Anakin speaking and answering without words that he was ready. Quickly Anakin pushed the button. Nothing happened. Another moment of delay. The silence seemed endless as the two armies stared each other down. The men looked at each other worriedly- not just Anakin and Obi-Wan but across their entire platoon, everyone knew that if this didn't work they would have to surrender or die. Clearly the separatists realised this too as many droids came out from the protection their tanks promised them to look at the famous 501st and the two Jedi which led it. Then the whole world was turned upside down.
The high explosives exploded with an ear splitting roar. The high rise buildings which loomed over the alley contained the blast forcing towards the rest of the now dwindling separatist army. But also back the other way. Suddenly the Jedi realised just how much danger they were now in. They tried to run, using the force to enhance their speed, but to no avail. The explosion picked them up as if rag dolls throwing them away from the alley and towards the republics heavy artillery. Obi-Wan got blown into a canon with incredible velocity; he crumpled down and lay still. Meanwhile Skywalker miraculously missed the canons but barrelled straight into the brick wall which lay behind them. He lay where he fell. Unmoving. The clones however, with reflexes which reviled that of a Jedi's had found cover, many dragging injured brothers with them. As the noise died down and the smoke cleared Cody and Rex hurried from their hiding place to check on the generals, still lying where they had fallen. The other clones quickly got into fighting stances their weapons primed ready to provide cover fire should the need have aroused. It didn't.
"General Skywalker" Cody shouted in his ear, shaking him slightly. Slowly the younger man began to wake up- still groggy from his spout of unconsciousness.
"Padmé?" he asked still confused- he thought he was back on Naboo during their wedding. Suddenly it became much clearer to him as his memory slowly returned. And with his memory came the horror of the mistake he had made merely seconds before. With horror his eyes found and focused on the man who had brought him out of revive. His eyes narrowed as he took in Cody's shocked and embarrassed face. He mentally cursed himself. Why couldn't clones be droids? He asked savagely. Then he set to pondering what he would do about Cody.
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