PRIVATE FRADEO DUDLEA
MIN JAWA'S DELIGHT
JAR’KAI OUTER LIMITS
"T-minus 2 minutes and counting!"
Fradeo nervously checked and rechecked every last piece of equipment that he had been given as the dropship that he was on, the
Jawa's Delight, slowly descended toward its mission objective.
Fresh out of the academy on
Mahporeem, this battle was going to be Fradeo's first ever, and it showed directly on his face. His
Junktrooper training had actually been cut short so he and his classmates could be deployed to Atrisia, as apparently the situation across the galaxy was getting desperate. It wasn't as if Fradeo really cared about what happened to the
Galactic Alliance or
Galactic Empire or anything like that, as after all, both factions were millions of lightyears away from his home planet. What Fradeo
did care about was the fate of his home planet, where his family and friends lived. If there was any possibility that someone might try to hurt them, Fradeo would do anything he could to stop that from happening.
That was why he had joined up, of course. He had heard about what was going on in the Core and how the Empire was rampaging its way across the stars, destroying any planet it came across. If nothing was done, they would eventually reach
Imperial Confederation space, and eventually after that,
Mahporeem itself. It was far better to fight them here on a planet that Fradeo could give a Porg's butt about than wait until they came knocking at his front door.
Still, despite his noble ideological intentions, Fradeo couldn't help but feel nervous. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as the
Jawa's Delight shuttered from side to side, the ship recoiling from all the blaster and missile fire it was receiving. Fradeo hated flying in on this thing, and despite the reassurance of his officers on the durability of the
Stork Dropship , he felt like they could be shot out of the sky at any moment.
Another impact nearly sent Fradeo flying out of his seat, and he cursed silently to himself. The beating of his heart was getting loudly and loudly and Fradeo was now keenly aware of just of heavily he was breathing. "Just like the simulations, its just like the simulations", he kept muttering to himself as he did his best to remain calm. Of course he had participated in training exercises before he deployed, but they were in all honesty nothing like the real thing.
He just wished he could get off this deathtrap as soon as possible!
Unknown to him, he was about to get his wish as the
Stork made its final approach toward the forces of
Laphisto
, the leader of the
Liaste Order, to support them in their defense of their forward operating base. They had been fighting Empire forces for some time now and were in serious danger of being overrun. The reinforcements carried aboard the
Jawa's Delight would hopefully go a long way in ensuring that didn't happen.
"Forces of the
Liaste Order, this is the
MIN Jawa's Delight of the
Mahporeem Imperial Remnant. We have come to aid and assist you in the defense of your current positions. We mean you no harm and ask you to hold your fire as we begin landing. Again, do not fire upon us, we are sending you reinforcements!"
As the ship's captain finished speaking, he started transmitting
transponder codes to the
Liaste Order's ground units, signifying his friendly intentions. Of course, anyone with even half a brain would surely be able to intercept those codes, and if the Empire wan't alerted to their presence before, they certainly would be now. Unfortunately, it was risk that the Imperial Remnant was going to have to take, as the bulk of their forces were still stuck aboard the
Von Strauss-class cargo ships that were being fired upon by automated Alliance defenses. If they were going to avoid that particular fate, they would have to make sure everyone knew exactly who they were and who they were fighting for, even if it meant losing the element of surprise.
The
Jawa's Delight flew directly overhead the
Liaste Order's defense positions, a hastily assembled perimeter of sandbags, machine guns and heavy walkers. Though it was going to be tight, the
Jawa's Delight would have just enough space to land directly in the center to drop off its troops, which is exactly what it started doing.
As the dropship touched down and deployed its ramps, its passengers began streaming out to support their allies. Fradeo sprinted down the ramp with the rest of his platoon as hundreds of
Junktroopers rushed to repel the attack Empire forces. Lumbering out slowly behind them were a quartet of
All Terrain Modular Artillery Platforms, which began firing their heavy artillery platforms at any enemy targets that they could.
The situation was chaotic, as blaster and slugthrower fire began pouring in at Fradeo and his squadmates. Fradeo nearly caught a blaster bolt to the chest, the energy projectile missing him by mere inches. Fradeo immediately dropped to the ground and began crawling toward the defensive installations, as his chances of survival would be much improved if he could just find some sort of cover to get behind. The
Jawa's Delight, now empty of all the troops it had been carrying, took off and began retreating back to the
Von Strauss-class cargo ships it had came in on, ostensibly to pick up and drop off more of the troops still trapped in orbit.
Other
Stork Dropships followed closely behind as they made their way to other various parts of the battlefield, carrying with them compliments of
IAAT/Rs,
All Terrain Heavy Salvage Walkers and
TIE Walkers. They would go wherever they might be needed most, and were available to any allied commander that might need additional forces to supplement whatever forces they still had left.
Still, with so many Imperial Remnant reinforcements tied up, Fradeo wondered if what they had now would be enough to win the day...
TAGS:
Kroeger
Laphisto
Junko Ike
