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章節 328: The New Tactician

Hell Squad was woken up by the sound of AV-7 Antivehicle Cannons trading shots with the Separatist's J-1 Proton Cannons. The loud explosions shook the ground, but Dageer and the others only paid attention to it for a second before closing their eyes. Around them, the other troopers did the same, clearly more than used to the noise.

None of them fell asleep again, but there was no reason to rush to get up. The real battle would only start over an hour later, after the artillery decided to rest. To charge into battle now would be suicide.

...

Eventually, Dageer got up, and poked Brain with his foot. Just lying down was good, but they had a war to win.

"Don't be lazy, we got work to do."

"Ouch! You could have just called me, sir!"

Still complaining, Brain got up, and mimicked Dageer by kicking Metal. In a split-second, the entire squad was up. Around them, their brothers were also moving, putting on their helmets - they all slept with their armor on, so they didn't waste precious time in case they were attacked - and grabbing their blasters. Those who had stayed awake at night, especially the sentries, crumbled to the ground, falling asleep immediately. It was simple for veterans to sleep through an entire artillery barrage.

"Captain Arbol, how is the battle going?"

"Pretty well, Commander Dageer. A lucky shell hit an MTT while they were loading it up. You should have seen the explosion. We also destroyed two J-1s, and only lost one of our AV-7. So far, we have yet to have any casualties. We are preparing for the assault now."

Dageer nodded, and lowered his macrobinoculars to look at the enemy lines. Dozens of thousands of droids were entering formation. Amidst them there also were AATs, STAPs, Dwarf-Spider droids, Tri-droids, Crab-droids, MTTs, and so on. However, threatening as it may seem, Dageer knew they weren't the major source of concern.

Urban environments were a logistic nightmare, and Christophsis was ten times worse than anywhere else. Tall buildings, secondary streets, and civilians made focusing on the enemy almost impossible. Sometimes the enemy would see a road blocked, so they would simply go around it, and catch the blockade from behind, slaughtering them. It was impossible to control every street and alley. So, although the majority of both sides' armies would be on the huge main road, there would be countless skirmishes around it, and if even one group of clanckers got through, the damage they could do would be immeasurable.

Time ticked by slowly, and soon both sides stopped firing the artillery cannons. An eerie silence filled the city, as both groups of combatants just stared at each other. It was the calm before the storm.

"Let's kick the tin cans back to their ships, brothers! Attack!"

Suddenly, Dageer's voice broke the silence, immediately followed by the earth-shaking sound of AV-7s, AT-TEs, and SHAP-Ts firing. Huge portions of the droid army disappeared, replaced by craters and smoke. With a collective yell, the Clone Army marched forward.

The Separatist weren't to be outdone, however. They answered with the same intensity, and screams of pain filled the battlefield.

"Are we going too, commander?"

Even as he said that, Cell was already clutching his DC-15S anxiously. It wasn't easy for a clone to stay idle while their brothers went into battle.

"Of course. Arbol, watch our flanks. If the pattern continues, the clanckers will try something new today. While we are on the frontlines, you will need to keep an eye out for their dirty tricks."

"Understood, sir."

"All right, Hell Squad. It's our time to shine."

...

Eyes closed and taking deep breaths, Dab hid behind a broken statue. Red lasers hit it incessantly, sending chips and splinters peppering harmlessly into his armor. To his left Three-four was bandaging a 212th trooper's forearm, while to his right Tech was peeking at the droids.

"Four hundred meters, a little to the right. There are two B1s in front of it. Commander, can you help me take care of that?"

A few meters in front of them were Dageer, Cell, and six or seven other clones, all hiding behind one of the barricades the Republic had set up the day before. The commander didn't answer at the time, since he was fully focused on emptying his magazine on the approaching enemies.

"One of them is down already! Kill the other Tech!"

The clone grinned under his helmet, and fired two lasers. The first missed, but the second hit the clancker squarely in the chest.

"Dab, the show is yours!"

Without hesitation, the sniper got up, using the broken statue as support for his DC-15x. A single laser left it, and Dwarf-Spider Droid that had already mowed down an entire squad blew up twice before crumbling to the ground. The first explosion was thanks to Dab's charged shot, and the second to the seppie's energy cell.

"Incoming!"

Hearing the warning, they looked up in time to see one of the Tri-droids turning it's laser cannon at them. Scrambling to get away, they all looked for a better cover. Still, two troopers received a direct hit, while another one got shot in the leg, and became an easy target.

"Trigger!"

The soldier Three-four had been treating wanted to dash out and grab the wounded trooper - Trigger. Metal and the medic held him back, however. He didn't have enough strength in his body to carry his brother.

"Sir?"

"I'm going! Brain, with me! The others, cover us!"

On the other side of the street, Dageer could hear the medic through his comlink. With a determined gaze, he gestured for his right-hand to follow him.

"Our turn, seppies!"

As soon as they stepped out of their cover, Metal unleashed hell on the droids. Usually, one needed to have a stable footing to fire a weapon as big as a double-barrel repeating blaster. That's why they always used tripods. Metal, however, was a specialist in controlling the recoil of it. Like Naboo flies facing a Gungan, the droids fell one after another.

Twenty seconds later, when the droids finally discovered from where they were being attacked, over a hundred of them were in pieces on the ground, and Trigger had been rescued. Three-four glanced at the two laser wounds on his leg, and ignored it. He had more serious wounds to treat.

"Ihaaaa! Do you like that?!"

Laughing, Metal hid again behind the doorway, and put his blaster aside. He had to let it cool down, or the barrel would actually turn incandescent.

...

As the battle proceeded, and the hours passed, Dageer decided it was time to set their plan in motion.

"Dab, Cell, you guys are up. Take Alpha Platoon and clear the building we went by earlier. The one with the high windows. Get to the roof and stay there. Only fire if it's worth it."

"Roger that, sir. What exactly are we to look for?"

"Anything out of the norm, but especially their new strategist. He must be at the back lines, but he needs to be close to the battlefield. If you see him, ping me, and I will confirm the shot."

"Understood."

"Brain, Tech, Three-four, Metal, you guys come with me. We will hunt for a seppie. The higher the rank, the better."

// AUTHOR'S THOUGHTS //

Guys, I have something to ask. Yesterday, I had to delete not 1, but 2 (probably) racist gifs. I say probably because maybe the person who used the n-word is black, but I have no way of knowing that. As such, I ask you to please not use anything that can be considered racist, even if you are part of the group that is allowed to use it.

I ask that because it's bad for the novel, just like it was with the political comments. Also, even if I misunderstood it, and it's not racism, I will still delete it. I don't want to leave any room for problems, firstly because I hate racism, and secondly because this is a star wars fanfic, not reddit.

Again, if I misunderstood it, I am sorry. But with everything that has been happening in the world, and the USA elections leaving a lot of people "hot-headed", I think I have to make this clear, especially since over half of my readers are Americans.

So, I ask to all of you, please, no political, racist, xenophobic, homophobic, gender discrimination, and so on, comments, okay? Remember, this is a SW novel. It's not that hard to find somewhere else to discuss all those issues, so, please, not here.

Sorry for the rant, but it is important. We've built an amazing community around Broke, with 3k loyal readers, and I don't want to see it fall apart because I let something slide. It will be very strict in that sense, and, if you feel that your freedom of speech or something like that is being harmed, than I am so sorry, but the novel is not for you.


章節 329: An Attack In The Night

Kicking open a door, Dab entered a small apartment. A family of three blue-skinned Christophsians looked terrified at the clone. His battle-scarred armor and raised blaster made him seem scarier than he actually was.

"Joordi! Kolllia hishila tamee!"

The two parents pushed their child behind them protectively, and one of them grabbed a knife and pointed it at the clone while saying something he didn't understand. Even though he tried to appear strong, he was shaking in fear.

Ignoring them, Dab advanced further into the apartment, followed by Cell. The scout wasn't as coldhearted as him, and tried to calm down the family.

"Don't worry, we won't hurt you. We just need to check your house. It will be over soon, I promise."

He didn't like to intrude upon civilians' homes, but there was no other option. They couldn't risk leaving a bunch of clanckers on their backs. If the natives weren't hiding anyone, then Cell would apologize and leave. If they were... He wouldn't be so soft.

"Clear!"

Dab came back from the back of the apartment, and nodded to Cell. The scout made a small gesture with his hand to the family, and left. He pitied them. For reasons they couldn't control, and maybe didn't even know about, they were caught in the middle of a war. It didn't cross his mind how similar of a situation the clones were in.

"This was the last one. All right, Byson, it's time you leave."

"Sure thing, Cell. Good luck."

Without waiting, Dab and Cell climbed the stairs up to the rooftop, and set camp there. Many idle hours would pass before they got the chance to do anything, but they were patient.

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While their two brothers were finally having the chance to rest, Dageer and the rest of Hell Squad were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"Reloading! That's my last mag, commander!"

"I'm almost out too! We gotta get out, sir!"

Hearing Brain and Tech yell, Dageer looked over the pile of rubble he was hiding behind, and almost had his head torn from his shoulders by a torrent of lasers.

"They got two crabs looking at us. We have to take them out first. Besides, the droid captain is still there. Remember he is our target."

"We won't be able to get anything from him if we are dead, commander."

Three-four brought up a good point. If they couldn't make it out alive, then capturing the clancker would be of no use. Albeit unwilling, Dageer had to give up.

"All right. Brain, how many droid poppers do you still have?"

"Only two."

"It will be enough. Metal, Tech, and Three-four, cover us. Brain, on go we run to that statue, okay?"

"Roger that, sir. Ready when you are."

"One... Two... Three... Go!"

Together, the two clones jumped out of their cover, aiming for the fallen statue fifty meters away from them. Red lasers passed zooming by their heads, and blue ones came from behind them.

As the first row of droids fell down, Dageer and Brain arrived at the piece of cover. Two consecutive yells of pain marked the deaths of two clones behind them, and Brain let put a grunt as a laser scratched his arm. Luckily, the pain was caused only by the impact, and the laser didn't actually injure him.

Peeking over the rubble, Dageer saw the Crab-droids just a few meters away from them. Like the rest of the droid army, they were marching forward inexorably, although they had yet to make the clones retreat a single step. The two armies were locked in what seemed like a standard battle, which left Dageer with a bad feeling. After over a week of new and unusual tactics, why would they suddenly revert to the normal?

Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, the commander focused on the problem at hand. Catching the Electromagnetic Pulse Grenade - or droid popper - that Brain three to him, he activated it and launched it over his shoulder. He had already memorized the clanckers' position, so he didn't even need to expose himself to throw the grenade. Brain mimicked him.

Two weird noises, followed by metal falling to the ground, rang. In one fluid movement, Dageer and Brain got up and unloaded their entire magazines onto the two Crab-droids, until their heads exploded. After all, only deactivating them momentarily wasn't enough.

"All right, boys, we are falling back! To the barricades, and hold your ground!"

Dageer's apparently contradictory orders set a few thousand clones in motion, as they positioned themselves on any kind of cover they could find or had built. As night came, their job wasn't to advance, but to stop the clanckers from gaining terrain. And, even though Dageer's idea of capturing a seppie officer failed, the Republic Army managed to maintain the battle in a stalemate until the droids decided to retreat.

And it was when night fell, and the clanckers left, that the real attack began.

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"Ahhhh!"

When the first blood-curdling scream cut the night, Dageer woke up immediately. There was no mistaking it. The one who just uttered such a noise was a clone.

Without worrying about putting on his helmet, Dageer dashed out of his quarters, holding his DC-17 and his vibroblade. Hell Squad, apart from Dab and Cell, were right behind him. Countless other soldiers were also searching frantically, trying to find the source of the scream. It didn't take long before they found the bodies of a patrol, all six clones with their throats cut.

"Arbol, come in! We got seppies here! They sneaked behind us, and are ambushing our sentries!"

The commander was so focused on the reports of more and more troopers being found dead that it took him a while to notice Captain Arbol hadn't answered him. When he tried again, there was still nothing.

"Hell Squad, on me! Move, move, move! Lieutenant, keep an eye on the seppies, don't let them take advantage of the confusion to attack us! The others, search for whoever is ambushing us! Frist, contact our other troops, warn them! Target, I want numbers, and I want every captain or above to enter in contact with me in the next three minutes, otherwise assume they are dead!"

"Got it!"

"Understood, commander!"

"Roger that!"

"Yes, sir! I'm on it!"

Without waiting for his orders to be carried out, Dageer led Hell Squad to Captain Arbol's quarters. As the commander of this battlefield, he had a room for himself.

When they got there, they found the two guards dead, pierced in the chest by something sharp and powerful enough to break through the Phase II armor where it was the hardest. The door was open, and the control panel broken.

Carefully, Hell Squad entered the room, and found Captain Arbol dead on his bed, his throat torn open. There was still blood gushing out, which meant that it had happened very recently.

"Damn it! We were too late!"

"No... Arbol was their first target. He was the commander of this battlefield, at least until we arrived, but the seppies couldn't know that."

"Commando droids?"

Dageer shook his head, and approached Captain Arbol's body. Examining the wound, he was even more sure of it.

"Look at the cut. It isn't clean, as a blade would leave it, but ragged. Whatever killed him didn't use a vibroblade, but teeth and claws."


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How is everyone doing? I hope you are doing great! I have to ask something from you guys. Please read the Author's thoughts on the last chapter, it's important. You don't have to say anything about it, or comment, just read it please. I noticed from some comments (deleted) that people didn't take it seriously, but it is very, very serious, not a joke.

Bad stuff aside, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, leave a review if you can, stay safe, and may the Force be with you.

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