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Sorry I haven't updated in like FOREVER. But now that I'm back, here is Chapter 4. Enjoy.
Chapter 4 of WIMTBAS
Hangar 9 was quiet once again, with the only noise being the chatter of the resting clone soldiers. Commander Tano had also arrived, and was helping Fives, Hardcase and Jessie on modifying the Umbaran Starfighters' software. As far as metaphors went, the said software were all on 'Umbaran Standard'. So to put it simply, if they could somehow re-modify it into 'Human Standard', it would work. Unfortunately, saying it was the easy part. Doing it was the hard part. 'Well, there is no easy assignment in war' Ahsoka thought to herself. Hardcase (with a little help from Kix) had just loaded a missile pod onto his starfighter while she and Fives worked on overall hand controls.
"Alright" the ARC Trooper muttered as he finished patching up.
"Now try that out. It should be a little easier" he told Hardcase, who was still trying to grasp the controls, which were holographic spheres encircled around his hands.
The fighter floated up a little, then turned slightly to the right.
"I got it" Hardcase commented.
Unfortunately, that turned out to be a HORRIBLE understatement. As Fives and Ahsoka looked on, the fighter suddenly jerked and its left wing sent a stack of crates flying; the two had barely any time to dodge when the RIGHT wing took out a pair of panels close to them.
"Hardcase, what are you doing?!" Ahsoka shouted to the corporal.
"If I knew, I wouldn't be doing it!" the trigger-happy soldier shouted back.
It looked someone drunk was trying the park the fighter, obviously not too well; more crates were crashing, and some troopers literally had to duck for cover.
"Well obviously you don't have a license in fying!" the Padawan yelled as she dived, dodging the left wing.
"Look out!" Boomer shouted as he tackled Tup, as not doing so would have resulted in the younger trooper buried under some crates.
"Great" Fives muttered, trying his best to ignore Tup's rather terrified screams. "This can't get much worse"
As if the Force had just answered them, the Padawan and the ARC trooper turned around to see a trooper. But what surprised them was not him, but what he had just done; he reported the disturbance to the tower.
"Fives….it just got worse" Ahsoka told the stunned Domino Squad member.
Kano had just finished scanning the capital. Krell ordered a sweep for not just the coordinates and appearance, but also on the number of troops. As he organized the scan, a red light began flashing on his screen
"Sir, there seems to be a disturbance in Hanger 9-4."
Roughly pushing him away, Krell turned on the comm.
"Trooper, what's going on down there?" he asked as Kano rubbed his shoulder, grumbling under his breath.
Meanwhile…..
Ahsoka stepped up and tried to use the Force to stop the fighter, only for it to knock her over the pile of crates she was standing on.
"Hey….I…I…I-I got this" Fives told the trooper at the panel, gently pushing him away as the Padawan fell to the ground with a thump.
"Trooper! Report, trooper! " Krell snapped from the speaker.
"Uh…yes sir…..everything's fine in hanger sir…nothing's out of control down here" Fives told the Jedi, abeit with nervousness in his voice.
"Then why have the alarms been triggered?" Krell replied with suspicion.
"Ah, uh…..it's just a drill, uh safety drill sir." Fives stuttered.
"Safety check occurs at oh six hundred. Who authorized this drill?" The general snapped back.
"Wha….uh…"
This was a problem; what would be a good 'excuse' that Krell would buy and then leave them in peace again?
"We are…decrypting the alien hardware sir." The ARC Trooper finally told him. Scowling, he added "Standard operating procedure" Hopefully that managed to elude the older Jedi's suspicions. In the meantime, he would have to make Hardcase 'pull over'. Speaking of which, the said fighter knocked another one over, nearly flattening Kix and Boomer.
"That didn't work." Hardcase muttered, deforming his right fist and pulling the holographic sphere backwards. Almost immediately the fighter's cannon began firing. Not wanting to accidentally kill someone, Hardcase shifted the fighter, despite the cannon's plasma beams hitting at least one thing.
"Whoa!" Jesse cried out as he ducked behind cover.
"Who is this?! What's your CT number?" Krell's voice once again yelled from the speaker. All the more, Hardcase sent more fighters bouncing and falling off until abruptly stopping two inches from Fives and the now-standing up Ahsoka.
"Trooper, identify yourself!" Krell yelled.
"Ok, how about this?" Hardcase grunted, clenching his right fist. The moment he did that, the right missile pod on the screen suddenly began to glow red; he had just activated a missile.
"Oh no! nononono no!"
But it was too late; the electric sphere formed and promptly flew forward.
"Oh boy…." Ahsoka muttered as she braced for impact.
"That's gonna leave a mark" the corporal dimly commented before hearing…..
ZAP!
Despite the disturbance, both Kano and Rex would have liked the evening to go fine, but that fantasy shattered immediately as he heard an explosion coming from outside. When Kano and Krell looked out, they saw smoke coming from the door of Hanger 9-4 and some troopers nearby that were fleeing in order to avoid getting hurt.
"I'm going down there" Krell snarled as he started to walk towards the elevator.
Sighing, Rex followed the general while Kano simply stood there in shock; it was already annoying enough that they were all going to march into their deaths in about 9 hours. But now Fives and whoever was with him had majorly screwed up….whatever it is that they were doing. As much as he would like to know what they were trying to do, the less he knew the better. Instead he simply activated his com and called Boomer.
"Mind telling me what happened down there?" he asked, though not too gently.
"Hardcase, an Umbaran starfighter. That good enough for you?" the sergeant retorted.
"Oh…..that again?" Rex turned off his com and just hoped that the ARC Trooper had a better explanation.
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