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"Next time I order you to take cover you put your karkin' head to the ground and TAKE COVER." He demanded, pushing the man's back against the wall. "You wanna play hero? Do that shit in another Squad. Next time you break cover without my orders, I'll ship your ass back to Naboo for out-processing on the first thing burnin'." The Master Sergeant released the man. turning his eyes to Sterling's wounds. He set a hand on the chest piece, feeling the steady flow of bacta that was being pumped into the man. As the man was scolding the Corporal, the supporting units of Delta Squad showed up, securing the hall where the droids had recently attacked.
"If you had held cover for another minute Delta squad here would have taken care of them and you wouldn't be on the wall bleeding, Corporal. Keep your head and think." He brought his hand up to the man's helmet, grabbing it forcefully for a moment before releasing Sterling's helmet.
"Heal up, we move out in five minutes." He said, slapping Sterling's shoulder. Tag stood up, turning his eyes to Delta's Master Sergeant and nodding a welcome. "Give us a minute and we'll be ready to move." He told the man. Sharp activated his comm, connecting him to
