What for simple organics was an endless number of disordered numbers, for Icarus was a spectacular view to infinity. As if he were immersed in a white city, where nothing stood out more than those data that the user was subtly searching for.

Icarus infiltrated the Empire's database, using the device that Wag Too installed directly on the Fondor station's servers. His search would lead him to an infinite number of possibilities. As if I should open each door and check its interior. He had to find a pattern, something that would slowly lead him towards what he came for.

From the droid's point of view, it was like walking through the endless passages of the pale city. No decorations, no people, no life or movement. Just endless passages and geometric structures with information inside.

On his journey he found many things of interest. From the design of phase two stromtrooper armor to the detailed blueprints of star destroyers, but the data he was trying to find seemed simply beyond his reach. Sometimes I even thought it was coming, but it simply turned out to be another imperial project. It was then when something extremely strange caught his attention.

As if he had forgotten why he was there, Icarus noticed a huge data packet whose level of encryption was exceptional. A level of security I had never seen before, composed of multiple locks and locks, which seemed to be able to be opened by a fairly small number of individuals. An encrypted data packet, from which Icarus was able to decipher its name: "Death Star." What Icarus did not know was that a huge red light bulb began to flicker on one of the imperial computers as soon as he placed his hands on such a data packet.

Officer: - Sir, it seems that we have a security breach in the servers. -

Looking across the infinity of space, an imposing creature stood firm. His power was rigid as a mountain, his physical strength was enormous and his rage usually consumed him, letting himself be carried away by rage, committing atrocities that even some of the most diabolical imperials did not dare to do.

Officer: - It seems that they are hacking the servers from this same station. -

The imposing being, almost eight feet tall, said nothing. His angry gaze remained lost in the infinity of space for a few seconds, only to take a deep breath and respond with a raspy and chilling tone of voice.

?????: - Activate security protocols. Close everything. And find that rat and bring him to me. - Said the imposing being.

Officer: - Immediately. Inquisitor Howlhell. -

Meanwhile, Icarus was doing his best to try to decipher that data packet. From a more practical point of view, it was as if the droid's virtual projection was trying to solve a Ruby cube. A twenty-four-sided Ruby cube. His calculations were extremely concentrated on this task, so his shock was enormous when suddenly everything around him shattered, while the ground at his feet cracked, forming a huge crack that sucked him out of that digital field, completely. with empty hands.

From the other side, both Kurt, the clones and Holdo were scared when they felt sparks erupt from the terminal where Icarus was connected. The droid had to remove his hand immediately, when he felt the powerful electrical shock that immediately knocked him out of his system.

Icarus: - Oh... no. -

Boss: - What happened? -

Icarus: - They know we are here. -

Suddenly, the hallways turned a terrifying crimson color as lights and alarm horns activated throughout the station. The emergency protocols were very strict, and anyone who was not at work had to give a good explanation in front of a disciplinary committee. This applied to Holdo and the clones, who were dressed as workers in an area where they should not be. But there was an even bigger problem.

Wag Too: - Icarus? You accept me? - It was heard over the communicator.

Icarus: - Wag Too. I get you. Get out of there immediately. We have to regroup and get out of here immediately. -

Wag Too: - I'm sorry but... I can't do it. -

Icarus: - How come you can't? What are you talking about? -

Wag Too: - A plasma shield is activated by the ventilation exclusivity. I can't leave the server room. I'm trapped. -

Icarus cursed the four winds for that. It was not entirely his fault, since the security system of that imperial station was something that even Senator Organa himself was unaware of, since it was a top imperial secret, but he would not stop blaming himself for that. But now was not the time for that.

Icarus: - Very good. Resist. We're coming for you. -

Wag Too: - Okay. Hurry up. - Then I end the call.

Holdo: - Wow wow. Are you crazy? They won't be able to get through Imperial security alone. -

Icarus: - We have no choice. I won't leave one of our own behind. Kurt, contact Delta. Activate devastation protocol immediately and come to our position. -

Kurt: - Right away. -

Boss: - General. What do you plan to do? -

Icarus: - We will force our way into the server room, rescue Wag Too, and return to the ship. -

Boss: - You know you won't be able to do all that without help. -

Icarus: - I know, commander. But I won't allow myself to lose any more of my men. -

For the clone commander, those words were like a pang in the chest, especially coming from a droid's voice. He still remembered with bitterness Kashyyyk and his brother who decided to stay under the fateful wing of the Empire. In a way, Boss himself felt happy about that.

Icarus: - Commander. It has been an honor. But I understand that you want to protect your troops. Get out of here while we attract the Imperials. Hopefully they can locate a safe route. -

Boss: - I don't think so, general. As you said yourself. No man is left behind. Fixes. -

Fixes: - Sir? -

Boss: - Tráelos. -

Sev: - Finally. I was already getting a little bored. -

Experts in all fields of warfare, the clone commandos were the elite among the clone army's elite. Icarus was not even able to imagine how they managed to get their armor inside the station, but when he saw them put on their equipment in just two minutes, he knew that there was still a lot of fighting to do before giving up.

Sev: - Oh yes. Let's show those idiots what real war is. -

Icarus: - Commander. It is more than clear that you have more experience than us in these types of missions. So I grant him full control of my units. -

Boss: - Units? What units? -

Icarus: - They will catch up with us later. You will know when it is time. -

Boss: - Understood. Let's not waste time. On going. -

The space station was absolute chaos. All the stormtroopers and officers walked the endless corridors of the facility in search of any suspect. Many were incriminated just for walking from one place to another, without even being able to give an explanation before being presented before a military council. One that you never came out of well. And it was among all that confusion that the raid broke out.

Entering the enormous corridors of the complex that led to the scientific facilities, the small group led by Commander Boss did not find any adversary capable of stopping them. They were unstoppable, unbeatable. They were the Delta commando unit, heroes of the Republic who did not fight for honor or glory, but for duty and sacrifice. Even with some of their limbs missing, they managed to make their way through the facilities like a needle through weak flesh.

Boss and Fixes put into practical demonstration the effectiveness and power of the DC-17m, while Sev used a variant of the same rifle but a sniper. All with exceptional aim regardless of what type of weapons they had. Behind them, Holdor, Kurt and Icarus followed closely. The young human man with his LTD-19X rifle, trying to reach the enemies before Sev could remove them from his sights, which was almost impossible for him, while the droid and Holdor carried the iconic Imperial E-11 rifle, covering the rear. or some unprotected flank.

Unlike the stormtroopers, who had never tasted the unpleasant taste of war, the commandos had experienced its greatest aberrations. His fingers did not tremble before killing his enemies. His eyes did not blink when he pulled the trigger. And their rifles did not shake as they walked.

Boss: - Take cover! -

At the commander's voice, everyone threw themselves against the wall, as a large column of imperial soldiers had stationed themselves to block their path. Dozens of stormtroopers fired wildly with everything they had to try to finish off their opponents, who used the divisions of the structures' sections to cover themselves. They didn't have much time to establish a long battle, so Boss took a detonator from his belt, but before he even activated it, Icarus' metallic hand stopped him.

Boss: - What are you doing? -

Icarus: - I take care of this. Punitive Guard now. -

Before the incredulous eyes of the organics, dozens of stormtroopers fell dead when multiple shots coming from their backs blinded their lives. In a few seconds, what was an impenetrable wall of human shields had become a white sea of ​​corpses while strange Stortrooper soldiers emerged from the enemy rear with a firm step.

One of the stormtroopers who had the bad luck not to die in the first volley, was now lying on the ground, dragging his heavy body, trying in vain to reach his weapon. a pure instinct, since there was not much he could do with her in her state, but one of her murderers did not hesitate to shoot her through the head as he passed by her. Those weren't humans. Those were cold killing machines.

Droid: - General Icarus, the way to the laboratories is clear. -

Sev: - But what the hell... -

Holdo: - Who are they? -

Icarus: - Commander Boss. These are the units I told you about. -

The clone said nothing about it despite the brutality he had witnessed. He looked in great detail at those strange beings wearing the imperial white armor, as if he were trying to discover something about them with just his glance. And after a dark two seconds, he knew.

Boss: - They are command droids. -

Icarus: - Affirmative. -

Sev: - Yes... There is no doubt about that.

Kurt: - What...? How did they know? -

Fixes: - There are things that are never forgotten, young man. -

The three clones noticed it immediately. That coldness in battle. That neutral way of blinding a life without even flinching. There was no way to go wrong. They had seen it before, and the mere memory sent a shiver through every fiber of their bodies. After all, Icarus appeared before them as an imperial droid. If only they knew his true identity, they probably wouldn't have been very comfortable around him.

Icarus: - Commander, you can guarantee that these units will not recognize you or your team as Ostiles. -

Boss: - I hope so. Or I'll blow their heads off myself. -