Sledgehammer Runs For The Senate Part Five: Only HOURS Left

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[SIZE=11pt]The LAAT shook, and rocked as it made its entry protocol. The men of the 833rd, were ready. Four troopers, well trained, well armed and of highest quality, were here to rescue an officer of the Burst Link. They would, through blood and sweat and tears, they would rescue him. The CIS base, had no shielding, it seemed to have been established hastily, probably as a spying outpost on Republic forces. So, they didn’t need to bring down the shields to begin landing. The LAAT flew in, and immediately the Men within the LAAT felt the slamming of blaster fire. The Separatist were seemingly prepared for them, no matter…that would only be more dead clankers, on the 833rds long list of kills. The LAAT would begin to turn, and the men could see the door of the LAAT begin to crack open, they began line up.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Crimace, who had stayed motionless this entire time, raised his hand, his red visor, letting out a faint but sinister glow across the LAAT. He had three fingers up, the door creaking open, as he put one finger down, the whirring of machinery as the light of the base started to fill the LAATs hull, another finger down. Finally the door dropped, and the droids could be seen from every direction, final finger dropped, and the men of the 833rd leaped. Carnage then followed suit. Crimace, immediately leaped upon a droideka, crushing it with his boots, as he pulled out his pistol with one hand and his rifle with the other, and let out a hail of blaster fire, turning a horde of b1s into scrap, a rocket was fired in his direction, from a b2, Crimace promptly grabbed the corse of a b1 and chucked it forward, causing it to detonate midair. The b2 loaded another rocket, before it was turned into slag, by Jurris with a shot from his grenade launcher, who leaped down from the LAAT, grunting as his legs crashed against the ground, before getting up and running for cover. In a split second though, the noise of b1s could be heard overhead, on top of scaffolding above, they marched in unison, and pointed their blasters down, ready to reign hell upon the clones below. They were, before Sledgehammer leaping up with his jump pack, let loose a hail of blaster fire, turning the platoon of b1s into scrap, as he jumped up onto the scaffolding. “B2’s moving in on your left Captain.” [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Crimace immediately looked over to his left, a horde of b2s were marching in, Crimace stood up determination and grit filling his vision as began running, his boots cracking against the ground, letting out heavy thumps, as he picked up speed, ten, fifthteen, twenty miles per hour, as he dashed towards the group of b2s, dodging fire from there blasters, as he leaped up, his knee crashing into one, smashing against the ground, as he planted his boot through its skull. He then began unleashing hell fire upon the droids. B2s tried to hit him, but he would weave through the horde, unleashing det packs, and blaster fire, turning any which tried to kill the veteran ARC trooper, into fragments. Before they knew it, the B2 horde of hundred was whittled down to none. Crimace stood up, over the destroyed corpse of the B2 he had just shoved his fist through. Crimace had not noticed though the BZ sneaking up behind him, ready to put a blaster shot through his skull.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Unfortunately for the BZ, his attempted Regicide was cut short, as Hours leaped out plunging his knife through the BZs back, as he pulled out his Westar and filled its skull with blasters rounds, as he dragged the knife down, slicing the BZ in half. Hours smirked under his helmet, before he heard a door opening behind him, he could hear the familiar stomping of droids. “Hours GET DOWN!.” Sledgehammer shouted. Hours proceeded to immediately duck, as the fire of the CR-2 filled the air, and the stomping of droids halted. Sledgehammer leaped down, with his jump pack, Crimace looked around, knowing reinforcements we're gonna come soon. He grabbed the dead BZ, and sliced off its rocket arm and threw it to Sledgehammer. “Sledge, you like explosives right.” Sledgehammer just nodded frantically. “Alright, pull the left wire, to fire the rockets, Jurris move up with Sledgehammer you will act as makeshift EOD team, me and hours will provide you fire support.” he said, the men of the 833rd just nodded. “Alright, before we are surrounded again, lets move out!” Shouted Crimace, the men saluting and shouting “Yes Sir.” in unison, as they began dashing into the hallway that was just laid to waste not but a few seconds ago.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]As they dashed through the halls, they approached a large patrol of magna guards, b2s and droidekas. “EOD TEAM NOW!” Crimace shouted, as he and hours immediately began pelting the droids with blaster fire, the droids turned towards them, but before they heat of plasma could melt our brave troopers, the droids would find themselves, slammed with explosives. Jurris, letting loose, one, two, three, four grenades in rapid unison from Jurris and Sledgehammer used the makeshift rocket launcher. Explosions filled the hall, and all could be seen was dust in the aftermath and then a magna guards head rolled across the ground. The men of the 833rd moved forward, there boots crashing against the ground. Rushing forward, busting through a door leading to a command deck. The droids didn’t get a chance to respond, as rockets, Westar fire and grenades, turning the room into slag. Dust filled the air clogging everyones vision, they saw a door open, and a humanoid figure walk in, its form couldn’t be made out, but its weapon could. BX blaster…Sledgehammer acted fast. “CAPTAIN, BX DROID, I WILL KILL IT!”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Elsewhere[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Dess, put a round in an unexpecting b1 commander, as he dashed around a corner. He had been seeing whole platoons begin scrambling out, and he had almost been caught several times. “Damn, they must be causing a massive panic.” thought Dess, as he looked both ways, limping across the hallway, as fast as he could. “Why must clones always cause such a ruckus?” thought Dess, as he was about the enter a door, he had dashed next to. That was until from the room behind him, he could explosions shake the room, and almost cause the door to blasted open. “FUCKING SHIT!” Dess shouted, as he slowly stood, he opened the door, dust immediately filling his vision, he tried to not breath any of it, as he walked in. He could see several forms in the distance, before the distinct and annoying voice of Sledgehammer shouted. “CAPTAIN BX DROID, I WILL KILL IT.” He shouted, “Fuck…” dess muttered, as he heard the blast of a rocket.[/SIZE]

 
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