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I brushed my hand over my forehead, wiping off beads of sweat. It was just another simulation battle. This time it would be a 1v1 fight. My opponent is Kest. My objective was to assault his Command Point, while his was to defend against my assault. 

I looked over my forces one last time. 25 B1 regs, 10 B1 heavys, 1 B1 Marine, 3 B1 snipers, 10 B2s, 4 commandos, 1 dwarf spider droid, 2 droiekas, OOM-121, and TT-69. The plan right now was to have my forces advance through the town, and then attack the main base. 

I did'nt know Kest's forces, but it did'nt matter. My battle strategy will adapt and succeed. "March into the town, staggard formation. Stay spaced out and keep an eye out for traps." I ordered. 

Staggard formation was simple. Basic B1s in front, then B1 Heavys, followed by B2s. OOM-121 led this one with the Marine acting as his bodyguard. The formation wasnt meant to hold together upon contact, but let a dispersion of droids fan out and become hard to root out. 

"Sniper team, find a spot." I ordered, moving forward with the dwarf spider droid. The sniper B1s kept to their upgraded programming and moved slowly to find a way up to the rooftops. The move into the town was slow, but nothing bothered to show itself. 

The town itself wasnt big, but it wasnt small either. OOM-121 stopped his group, and turned his head up to the sky. I looked up too, seeing small dots in the sky grow bigger. I raised my communicator up, switching the comm to the teacher's channel. 

"Uh, sir? Are there any ships scheduled to land near here?" I asked. "No. Stop with the training and regroup with Kest while I try to figure out what's going on." Kee answered through the comm. "Roger." I said, cutting the channel and switching to Kest's. 

"I heard. My droids are- WHAT THE-" Kest yelled as multiple small ships broke atmoshpere and headed his direction. An even bigger ship came after them. "All units! Group up and set weapons to kill! We have non droid attackers!" I ordered, rushing into the town. 

Ships already landed in town and unloaded white armored troops that immedietly attacked OOM-121's group. The Droidekas made it to the group before we did, and had already positioned themselfs at the front with their shields raised. 

Blaster bolts flew this way and that as Me and TT-69 took cover behind a crate next to OOM-121. "What's the situation?!" I asked, firing at the white troops. My stun rounds did little more than annoy one of them. 

"The Droidekas are keeping them at bay, but we dont have any orders on what to do!" OOM-121 yelled back. "Then here are some! We're pushing through to Kest! Kill these troops and take no prisoners!" I ordered. 

I watched as my forces stared marching twards the white armored troops, and how easily they were slaughtered. I used my commlink once more. "Kest?! We're pushing through to you! What's your situation!?" I asked. 

"Bad! I can't raise Kee, and men in white armor are pounding the hell out of my little base with motars!" Kest answered. "Can you tell where they're firing from!?" I asked as a B2 ate shit, falling dead next to me. "South!? Look, if you can take out those motars I can push out!" Kest informed me. 

"Roger that!" I said before cutting the call. "I have calculated all posible motar locations. A courtyard southeast from here is the most likely location." TT-69 informed me. "Good, we march on that now!" I ordered, TT-69 and OOM-121 relaying them. 

Meanwhile: With Kest 

"We have aporximetly 30 minutes before they get to entrenched for us to leave." The OOM Commander told Kest, his tactical droid having been destroyed when the white troops made their first assault on the base. 

"Stay prepared to leave. Y/n's not one to let people down." Kest said, hiding behind crates as snipers shot through the hole in the base's wall. "Even if we get out, there's likely more of these soldiers attacking the planet." OOM-375 replied. 

"Do you droids never have faith?" Kest asked. "It's not in my programming." The droid responded. Kest just sighed. "Please kill those mortars Y/n." 

Back with you. 

"Keep fir-AGH!" Another soldier fell dead. My forces had suffered a good bit of causualitys due to ambushes, but enough remained to give me a fighting chance. All that stood in between me and the mortars was a group of soldiers that had access to rotary blasters. 

The upgraded programming of my droids allowed them to take cover, minamizing losses. I holstered my blaster pistol and grabbed an E-5C from a fallen B1 Heavy. A B1 tossed a thermal detnator into the crowd, getting killed in the process. 

Screams, blood, and severed limbs flew as I peeked out. "Rush!" I ordered, leading the charge into the courtyard. Everything slowed down as I ran forward, shooting down more soldiers with my droids. I could feel the heat build up, but I couldn't vent it until it overheated and everything came back to normal speed. 

I had to catch my breath as I looked around, only finding battle droids and corpses. I was broken from the situation from a beep on my comms. "The mortars stopped! Thank you Y/n, I don't know how to pay you back, but I will!" Kest said. 

"Sorry for the wait cadets, but the entire planet is under attack. This facility is secure and evacuating, but you're too far to risk picking you up. The closest evacuation point to your location is ten clicks North, a single frigate. It's Captain is only gonna wait for a bit longer. Good luck." Kee said before cutting comms for good. 

"Let's go! Kest, I'll meet you there!" I ordered before going on comms again. "See you there Y/n!" Kest said before cutting comms. "I predict a 30% chance of getting there intact." TT-69 said, stepping over a corpse. "All that matters is that we get there." OOM-121 responded. 

"Do we have any transportation in the area?" I asked. "No. But comm chatter indicates that a platoon of B1s are making a run for the frigate too. We should join with them." TT-69 answered. "Good. Everyone! Let's move!" I yelled out, my remaining droids following me out of the town. 

Sand got everywhere as we ran. Hellfire droids drove past, shooting rockets at large formations of those white armored soldiers. I didn't see much else as we joined up with the platoon of B1s. The small break from combat was over as a platoon of soldiers attacked us. 

We clashed in another bloody brawl as some used their fists to fight up close. I raised my blaster and let down a stream of red blaster bolts. My aim was somewhat good as I hit many of the soldiers. The fight was over with before I knew it, and the B1s were running again. 

We saw the frigate in the distance. It was still docked, it's loading elevator ascending. The elevator came back down again as we reached the LZ. 

"This is the Final Hope, we are only taking on one more load. Stand clear of the engines." 

I couldn't be more nervous as we all crammed ourselves onto the platform. The elevator ascended as explosions hit the hull of the frigate. "Come on come on!" One B1 yelled. "Why is it so slow!?" Another asked. Finally the elevator got to the top, allowing us to enter the hanger. 

"Captain! The last group's up!" I heard a droid yell. 

"This is the Final Hope. All hands, prep for emergency take off!" Came the Captain's voice over the PA. 

The frigate shook violently as it ascended. I could see from the closing hanger doors as beams shot at us and missed. 

"All non-droid personnel, report to the bridge." Came the captain's voice again. "Go ahead. I'll organize our droids." TT-69 said. I nodded, and started walking through the passageways to the bridge, wondering what our next move was. 

After-action Report: Geonosis

This is the after action report of the surprise attack on Geonosis. After escaping on the Munificent Frigate Last Hope, I was called in to the bridge to receive the news that the Republic somehow gained a clone army and started what is being dubbed: The Clone Wars. 

I was also made aware that few cadets survived the fighting. Me, Kest, and ten others made it out. Our class had fifty. Dooku had contacted us and has granted us various ranks. Mine is General. I'm en route to the outer rim planet Crait to receive my fleet. I have yet to find out anything about it. 

This is General Y/n L/n, signing off. 

(1474 Words) 

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