Aloy Vizsla
Maiven
ECHΘ
Red listened to the Mandalorian as she spoke. She was right, it would be extremely difficult to escape from this situation, with or without her help. Maiven agreed that they should let the Mandalorian help. Red trusted Maiven's judgement, having worked with her before. He sighed and holstered his blaster pistol.
"You're lucky I have a soft spot for you Mandalorians. Alright, you can help us get out of here, and receive payment for your help, of course." He told Joti.
Maiven turned to him and asked him what they should do about the Ithorian. Then, it clicked in Red's mind. Without communication to the base, that made Red ranking officer. His orders wouldn't need verification with base. Then again, Red was used to operating on his own, and giving orders without oversight from Headquarters. He was used to this.
"In order to confirm mission complete, we need to verify to base that the target is dead. And without any comms, we can't just transmit a holo. And no one wants to lug that sack of meat all the way to Joti's ship. We'll need a DNA sample." Red said, and then pulled out a vibroknife. He crouched next to the Ithorian, and cut off a piece of the Ithorian's flesh flesh. He pulled out the chunk of flesh, and sealed it in an air tight container, before latching it back onto his utility belt. He put the knife back into its sheath, then turned to them, his hands covered in the Ithorian's blood.
"Next piece of business, getting back to base." He said. He pressed a button on his gauntlet, and his pit droid sprung up from the debris of the ship, looking relatively unharmed, just some minor damage. It ran over to them.
"Pitt, map." He told the little droid.
Pitt nodded and activated the holo-map of the town.
"We're here, and the docking yard is over here." Red said, pointing to the respective spots, and two markers appeared where he pointed.
"Which leaves about 1000 meters of pure, hostile territory with no doubt hundreds of insurgents wanting to blow us all to hell between us and Mando's ship. Which means that to reach our evac, we are going to need to haul ass for a very long time through a shooting gallery." He told them.
"The insurgents no doubt know the terrain better than us, which will put as at a disadvantage. However, we do have some stuff for us. Firstly, if we can figure out how to contact the local garrison, we can request reinforcements to cover our asses as we escape. They have us at numbered, for sure, but we've got better training on our side, all of us do, including Mando over here. All of us combined have more fighting experience and more training than all of the insurgents combined." He told them.
"Firstly, we'll need to get out of the crash area, then we'll need to use the cover of the buildings to slowly inch our way across the town, but we'll need to be careful, as the insurgents will have hiding spots and sniper positions they can use to ambush us at. If we can, we'll need to locate a communication center to contact the garrison and inform them of the situation. Then we will most likely need to grab transport, as staying on foot for too long could allow the insurgents to surround us and take us out. After that, we will secure Point Charlie, as the rest of the way past that point is way too hot. The rest of us will stay behind, while Mando and another one of us will go with her, as just two people will attract less attention and be able to move faster. They will reach Joti's ship, and fly back to pick up the rest of us at Point Charlie. Understood?" Red said. Most wouldn't let the Mando go on without them, but Red knew quite a lot of Mandalorians. He knew that they had codes of honor, so there was that. He also knew that Joti most likely wouldn't abandon them without her pay, as money was also quite a factor.
Then, Red heard the sound of a sniper firing.
"Down!" He yelled. He grabbed the two people closest to him, Maiven and Echo, and brought them behind cover with himself. He used a Force Push to shove Joti into the cockpit, where she wouldn't be hit by the bolt. The trooper that had survived the crash threw himself behind a sheet of metal. The bolt pinged off of exactly where they had been standing, which would have no doubt hit one of them.
Red looked around. He couldn't see the sniper through the storm, but the sniper had no doubt seen them. The insurgents knew that they were still alive.
"We need to go. Their scouting party is here. No doubt more of them will be on the way." Pitt ran back over to Red and deactivated, collapsing back down. Red attached the droid to the slot on his back. He picked up his blaster rifle, and picked up his equipment that had fallen off. Luckily, his lightsaber was still attached to his utility belt, so that was good.
"I'm on point, we're Oscar-Mike." He told them after giving them a bit to gear up. He then approached the door, and peaked out. No other shots were fired.
"Alright, going out. Follow behind me, closely." He told them. Then, he broke from the crash site, running through the storm. The storm should provide them some cover as they headed for the cover of the nearby buildings.
Subject 73 Red
, Maiven ,
