Assault On Giju

“Sir, we are approaching the city’s landing pads!” the officer of the troops in the Dragonfly class drop-ship. The large contingent of troops patiently waited for their ship to make landfall. The ship rattled while it moved from side to side as the pilots did their best to dodge the Republic’s anti-aircraft guns that provided stark defiance against the Imperial landing craft.

“Excellent. Listen up, troops!” Wes said as he turned to face the scores of troops in the ship. “It is critical that we secure the package for Lady Mutaria! You all will assist me in this. We will land on the pad nearest what we believe is the science wing of the Republic base. Our main forces will assault the base proper and hopefully distract most of the troops in the base. The majority of you will be securing the route that I take to find the package. Those that have been assigned to me, do your jobs and you will be rewarded. Failure is death, understood?” Wes said as he looked upon the troops that had been assigned to him. The troopers stood at attention, and with their free hand, saluted their Sith Lord.

“Landing zone is hot, repeat, landing zone is hot!” one of the pilot’s alerted the troops. “Landing in 3...2...1...GO! GO! GO!” the pilot shouted as the doors of the drop-ship opened to blaster fire from the Republic forces that were defending the base. Wes quickly ignited his lightsaber to deflect the blaster bolts while the troopers flooded out of the ship and onto the landing pad.

The crimson lightsaber flew from Wes’ hand and into a group of Republic soldiers, their heads cut clean off. Another group didn’t even get a chance to take advantage of the weaponless Sith but were not prepared for him to Force Jump to them and unleash a powerful Force Wave from where he landed. The soldiers were sent flying off in every direction from the power of the blast as Wes summoned his weapon back to his hand.

“Landing pad secure, sir! Ready to advance on your orders,” the officer told the Sith apprentice as he made his way to the blast doors that sealed the landing pad from the science wing. Instead of speaking a word, Wes outstretched his hands as the doors started to shake. The shaking of the doors intensified until they were ripped off their hinges by the Sith.

“All troops, advance!” ordered the commanding officer as he lead the troops through the opening that was made. Wes was quick to follow as the Imperial troopers ran into Republic forces. The two sides exchanged blaster fire in the main corridor.

“Hold these Imps off, boys! For the Republic!” the Republic commander shouted to rally his troops. His inspiring words, however, were cut short when he was Force Pulled into Wes’ lightsaber.

“Sith! Sith! Fall back! Fall back!” yelled a scared trooper who turned and ran only to be blasted by the Imperial soldiers.

“Belay that! Focus fire on the Sith! He can’t block all our fire!” yelled another soldier who opened fire on Wes. The Sith easily deflected the incoming blaster fire as his troopers picked apart the Republic’s forces in their vain attempt to stop the powerful Force user. Wes advanced on the enemy troop’s encampment, slicing down any enemy that got within range of his lightsaber. The onslaught of the Imperial troops forced the Republic soldiers to retreat.

“Advance! Leave none alive!” ordered Wes as he grabbed another soldier with the Force to impale the soldier on his lightsaber. The Imperial soldiers rallied at their Sith leader’s command as they killed every last Republic soldier that was blocked off when Wes closed the door on the other end of the corridor.

Meanwhile, in another part of the science wing

“What are we gonna do?! The Empire has launched a full scale invasion of the planet just for this stupid thing!” a frustrated scientist said as he watched the Sith and Imperial troops continue to advance all over the planet.

“Do not let yourself be consumed by fear, my friend. Fear is the path to the Dark Side,” a hooded Jedi told the frightened scientists.

“Master Oldela is right,” said a gruff looking soldier. “Besides, between the Master Jedi here and us, we’ll make sure you get out of here safe and sound with that artifact,” he told the scientists as his troopers behind him let out an “urah!” to agree with their commanding officer.

“No, captain, you will distract the Sith forces. I will go with the scientists to the emergency evacuation pad,” said the Jedi Master as he placed a hand on the leader of the Republic troops’ shoulder. He then turned to the scientists. “As for you all, give me the artifact. It is safer for us all if the artifact is with me. The Jedi on Coruscant will be able to decipher its meaning than Republic scientists. I shall guide you to the landing pad and protect you from any troops,” the Jedi told the scientists, all of whom seemed to agree to the deal with both infantry squad 326 and a Jedi Master protecting them.

“We agree to those conditions. Here is the artifact,” the lead scientist said as another scientist came over and handed the Jedi a container that housed the artifact. Master Oldela took the container and bowed to the scientists as thanks.

“Then let us go about our tasks. Captain Malcom, I expect to see you and your squad on Coruscant. when this is all over. The drinks will be on me,” Master Oldela told the soldiers.

“You hear that boys? Free drinks when we show these Imps who’s boss!” Captain Malcom said to rally his troops. The boisterous cheers as they waved their weapons above them let Captain Malcom know his men were ready for the fight. “Well then, what are you waiting for? LET’S GO GET THEM IMPS!” roared Captain Malcom as he and the troopers charged through the door to intercept the Imperial forces as they advanced through the base.