Kaioo
10-26-2007, 03:58 PM
Right, this is a Star Wars Fic. So, Enjoy!
Chapter 1- The Consortium's Homeworld
A-Quadrant, Hypori
Lt. Fixton sighed, as he patrolled along the hot landscape of A-Quadrant.
Next to him, a M-1A Tank trundled along the ground, breaking the silence of the area, apart from the squad's breathing. This was a routine check-up. They would patrol the area 3 times, and then head back to base.
This was the second time they were patrolling, and Lt. Fixton raised one arm to shield his eyes from the sun. He cursed under his breath for the planet being so hot.
Hypori much resembled Tatooine in many ways, yet Hypori was much hotter. Lt. Fixton swatted away a sandfly from his face, mumbling about how annoying the sandflies were, and the fact that their stings were so agitating.
The M-1A Tank stopped it's movement, and Lt. Fixton and his squadmates followed quick suit. The top of the Tank opened up, to reveal a young man, a frown on his face.
"Lt. Fixton, I've detected something." The young man said, his frown growing even bigger.
At that, Lt. Fixton walked closer to the M-1A Tank, and looked at the young man.
"What is it Private?" Lt. Fixton asked.
"Well, sir, Normally we would of detected the local Twi'leks on the radar." The Private said.
"Go on." Lt. Fixton said, anxious as to what the Private was speaking of.
"The thing is," The Private continued,"I haven't detected them on the radar at all!"
"What?" Lt. Fixton exclaimed, shock on his face,"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely Positive." The Private replied, frowning again.
"This is really confusing." Lt. Fixton said.
"Sir, I heard movement down here!" A soldier shouted, motioning his gun down to the squad's left.
"Have a look then." Lt. Fixton said,"And get a move on Cpl."
The Corporal ran about a quarter of the way down the way he had motioned to earlier, before storming out of 2 caves came about 30 Twi'leks and some Humans.
"What the?" The Corporal exclaimed in shock,"Lt. There's Organisation men he-"
The Corporal did not finish his sentence, for the Twi'leks and the 20 Humans began firing at the Corporal, bullets battering through his clothes, killing him.
The whole squad turned in shock towards the gunfire, their guns at the ready.
The Private in the Tank quickly closed the top of the Tank, and started to move the gun towards the enemies.
"Fire!" Lt. Fixton shouted, firing his gun at the enemy.
A big gunfight ensued, and just when the squad began shooting, 5 Twi'leks were killed right then and there.
Lt. Fixton took one eye of the fighting and turned his attention to his squad, all around him they were getting hit, and dropping to the floor.
"If they keep this up, we're gonna die." Lt. Fixton groaned in horror.
Just at that moment, the M-1A Tank fired a shell, exploding, and killing most of the enemy.
"Sir, the Gun's Jammed!" The Private shouted, before activating the Machine Gun, which was abrudptly(sp?) destroyed by the enemy, who kept pouring out of the caves.
"There's too many!" One soldier screamed, just moments before dropping to the floor to his death.
"They got Bullet-Proof vests on!" Another soldier cried.
That was when an idea hit Lt. Fixton.
"Switch your guns to Number 1!" Lt. Fixton shouted.
Number 1 was the old fashioned laser guns, which shot colored blasts depending on your gun.
The whole squad followed orders, as the Tank was opened, and the Private inside jumped out, shooting Blue Laser-fire at the enemies.
Blue Lasers flew down the pathway, towards the Twi'leks and Humans.
While Red Laser flew up the pathway, towards the squadmembers.
After a long time of fighting, the Twi'leks began to retreat, leaving the Organisation soldiers to fight for themselves.
The Organisation soldiers were quickly cut down without any trouble, and Lt. Fixton wiped his forehead in relief, sweat now deeply embedded in his uniform.
He surveyed the damage.
13 of his Squad dead, for 49 Twi'leks and 20 Organisation soldiers. Not bad, if he could say so himself.
But, there was the problem of their Tank being in-operational and unrepairable.
This was going to be a long walk home, with these problems added on, along with the possibilites of more attacks, which Lt. Fixton's squad would not be able to handle, he decided to go on the comm network, and contact HQ.
~2 hours later~
Lt. Fixton sighed as he sat in the back of a L8RT Transport vehicle.
It was much faster travel to HQ, but it was uncomfortable, and very hot.
Already, 2 of his squadmembers had passed out from the heat, and he had groaned as they went over a bump.
-At least we survived.- Lt. Fixton kept thinking, glad that he'd survived today to report to his Commander.
With that, Lt. Fixton relaxed, before falling asleep.
Chapter 1- The Consortium's Homeworld
A-Quadrant, Hypori
Lt. Fixton sighed, as he patrolled along the hot landscape of A-Quadrant.
Next to him, a M-1A Tank trundled along the ground, breaking the silence of the area, apart from the squad's breathing. This was a routine check-up. They would patrol the area 3 times, and then head back to base.
This was the second time they were patrolling, and Lt. Fixton raised one arm to shield his eyes from the sun. He cursed under his breath for the planet being so hot.
Hypori much resembled Tatooine in many ways, yet Hypori was much hotter. Lt. Fixton swatted away a sandfly from his face, mumbling about how annoying the sandflies were, and the fact that their stings were so agitating.
The M-1A Tank stopped it's movement, and Lt. Fixton and his squadmates followed quick suit. The top of the Tank opened up, to reveal a young man, a frown on his face.
"Lt. Fixton, I've detected something." The young man said, his frown growing even bigger.
At that, Lt. Fixton walked closer to the M-1A Tank, and looked at the young man.
"What is it Private?" Lt. Fixton asked.
"Well, sir, Normally we would of detected the local Twi'leks on the radar." The Private said.
"Go on." Lt. Fixton said, anxious as to what the Private was speaking of.
"The thing is," The Private continued,"I haven't detected them on the radar at all!"
"What?" Lt. Fixton exclaimed, shock on his face,"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely Positive." The Private replied, frowning again.
"This is really confusing." Lt. Fixton said.
"Sir, I heard movement down here!" A soldier shouted, motioning his gun down to the squad's left.
"Have a look then." Lt. Fixton said,"And get a move on Cpl."
The Corporal ran about a quarter of the way down the way he had motioned to earlier, before storming out of 2 caves came about 30 Twi'leks and some Humans.
"What the?" The Corporal exclaimed in shock,"Lt. There's Organisation men he-"
The Corporal did not finish his sentence, for the Twi'leks and the 20 Humans began firing at the Corporal, bullets battering through his clothes, killing him.
The whole squad turned in shock towards the gunfire, their guns at the ready.
The Private in the Tank quickly closed the top of the Tank, and started to move the gun towards the enemies.
"Fire!" Lt. Fixton shouted, firing his gun at the enemy.
A big gunfight ensued, and just when the squad began shooting, 5 Twi'leks were killed right then and there.
Lt. Fixton took one eye of the fighting and turned his attention to his squad, all around him they were getting hit, and dropping to the floor.
"If they keep this up, we're gonna die." Lt. Fixton groaned in horror.
Just at that moment, the M-1A Tank fired a shell, exploding, and killing most of the enemy.
"Sir, the Gun's Jammed!" The Private shouted, before activating the Machine Gun, which was abrudptly(sp?) destroyed by the enemy, who kept pouring out of the caves.
"There's too many!" One soldier screamed, just moments before dropping to the floor to his death.
"They got Bullet-Proof vests on!" Another soldier cried.
That was when an idea hit Lt. Fixton.
"Switch your guns to Number 1!" Lt. Fixton shouted.
Number 1 was the old fashioned laser guns, which shot colored blasts depending on your gun.
The whole squad followed orders, as the Tank was opened, and the Private inside jumped out, shooting Blue Laser-fire at the enemies.
Blue Lasers flew down the pathway, towards the Twi'leks and Humans.
While Red Laser flew up the pathway, towards the squadmembers.
After a long time of fighting, the Twi'leks began to retreat, leaving the Organisation soldiers to fight for themselves.
The Organisation soldiers were quickly cut down without any trouble, and Lt. Fixton wiped his forehead in relief, sweat now deeply embedded in his uniform.
He surveyed the damage.
13 of his Squad dead, for 49 Twi'leks and 20 Organisation soldiers. Not bad, if he could say so himself.
But, there was the problem of their Tank being in-operational and unrepairable.
This was going to be a long walk home, with these problems added on, along with the possibilites of more attacks, which Lt. Fixton's squad would not be able to handle, he decided to go on the comm network, and contact HQ.
~2 hours later~
Lt. Fixton sighed as he sat in the back of a L8RT Transport vehicle.
It was much faster travel to HQ, but it was uncomfortable, and very hot.
Already, 2 of his squadmembers had passed out from the heat, and he had groaned as they went over a bump.
-At least we survived.- Lt. Fixton kept thinking, glad that he'd survived today to report to his Commander.
With that, Lt. Fixton relaxed, before falling asleep.