Silver Jedi Forces
Sergeant Tysias saw a brief flash of light cross his field of view in an instant before he felt the duracrete tremble beneath his body. Before he could even comprehend what happened, he heard the wall crumble behind them and a brief anguished cry. Kriff...A brief shower of debris pelted his back, which thankfully his armor absorbed the brunt of. He turned around, but whatever had shot at them had not only dissolved part of the wall, but had produced a cloud of dust and steam in the process. Maybe they hit the cooling system too? Either way, I can't see a thing...He toggled his NiteSite-based HUD, turning to infrared vision. Most of his squad seemed to be moving, if a bit in shock. One body clearly was not, and it appeared to be missing its entire left side. Jors...Right next to the deceased Bimm was a Praetorian-series Synthetic Soldier, simply designated 'Ten', who appeared to have a leg caught and probablyy in the rubble. Frak. At least it's a droid. If they don't survive, they won't have any families waiting for them at home...
He toggled his comlink, "Team 1, let's get out of here while we still have cover. Team 2, cover us and start looking for who shot at us. If you see them, you are authorized to shoot..."
He didn't need any more words to get his people and droids into action. Some had already start moving even before he had given the order. That irritated him, but he couldn't blame them. Who liked getting shot at? And they know that we're here...but we know nothing about them, except that they're packing some sort of artillery with them...He followed the last of Fire Team 1 through the door and back into the building and began to head down the stairwell.
"Bryn, we've been shot at, probablyby some sort of artillery. Any resistance on your end?"
"None yet. I'm searching the building with the rest of Team 1. I have Team 2 posted just inside of the windows. One of them caught sight of where they think the shot came from, probably near the prototyping building, but we don't have any visual on the actual target yet."
"I'll take my maneuver element to try and get a better look."
He toggled his comlink one to the channel shared by his squad, "They know where we are. Might as well activate those shields. Let's head towards the white house that we saw on the map."
As he said that, the team leader followed the rest of the fire team out of the building. The others were reacting to his orders and began a light run in a dispersed wedge towards the white house. As they did so, they activated their personal shields, which appeared as brightly colored rotating spheres of panels around their bodies. They would be fairly obvious targets to anyone with a line of sight on them, and they would show up obviously on any basic sensor scan of the area, but they could also take a few hits in that way too. Withthe two synthetic soldiers at the head of their formation, Tysias was hoping that the droids would take the first hit if fired upon. He didn't want to lose another friend today. He turned his eyes towards the white house in front of them. So close, and yet so far...
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