Strike Squad Location: Forest, nearby Kian Karr
Objective: Aid Kian Karr
Enemies: [member="Countess of Báthory"]
After successfully killing a single Voxyn, Viktor who had set up his sniper would leap to his feet, hugging the weapon closely to his body as he took off in a sprint, down the ridge. Slinging the long barreled rifle onto his back, the man would make his way as quickly as possible through the forest, his medium weight and grade armor giving him some speed and mobility. The single lizard creature that had been dispatched to seek out their Jedi leader, would most likely follow the boy's force signature trail, leading it to the Republic base camp where he had taken off in a shuttle. Though, through sheer bad luck, the deadly creature would come across the members of Strike Squad that had decided to stick together. The Captain, Rusher, wielded two of his dual blaster pistols tightly, having them leveled out with his torso in case he needed to shoot quick. The creature was not very big, though it definitely could not be classified as small. It's movement would be picked up on the trooper's HUD radar, causing them all to turn and look in a single direction. "We've got movement," Rusher state, carefully pointing his pistols and keeping their barrels aimed towards where he figured the enemy would appear. The Voxyn proved far more intelligent than one would guess, as it leaped from a branch, it's body slamming violently into a single Republic soldier, it's claws digging into the man's armor. A scream would be elicited as the man fell to the ground, causing all of the infantry to give their attention to the sleek lizard like creature.
Given it's close proximity, the creature's poisonous tail would lash out with strength, it's tip creating a large slice in the heavy armor of Mahrik, who had drawn his slugthrower pistol. Luckily, the venomous substance did not reach the soldier's skin, for he had been shielded by the high quality armor he wore. Lifting his arm, Rusher would point his wrist gauntlet towards the deadly creature, before activating the whipcord launcher that would attempt to wrap around it's body. Hopefully the string would tie tightly around it's target, for Rusher aimed to push forward with his plan, his jetpack activating only briefly to shoot him into the air, along with the Voxyn. Now temporarily suspended in mid-air, the creature would be easy pickings for Mahrik, who then began to squeeze the trigger of his slugthrower. The violent ballistic rounds would surge forward, while other potshots were taken by the other soldiers standard blaster rifles. And if that wasn't enough, Rusher would begin to rain down a shower of flames on the creature, that would cling to any fur and attempt to damage it further. "These things are obviously hunters," Rusher would speak, after touching down from the sky. Turning to look at his squad that was now eight in numbers, the man would wave towards them as he continued to journey through the dangerous land. Suppressor, who had previously been sniping on a ridge, would also eventually regroup with his team, now holding his light machine gun-like blaster rifle that he had brought along. A glint of armor would give off the position of a Sith Soldier in the distance, their appearance looking rather ominous. Their armor seemed to be based off of the troopers of Revan and Malak's empire. The squad of ten Sith soldiers had been near [member="Kian Karr"], for they had been sent to sweep and investigate a disturbance. Different colored blaster bolts would begin to whiz across the forest landscape, scorching the bark and leaves of the many plants that stood tall.
Holstering his slugthrower, Mahrik would begin to equip his powerful rocket launcher, one that had been used during the Clone Wars Era. It had enough punch to take down armored vehicles, however could be used against infantry if need be. Propping the destructive weapon up against his soldier, the heavy weapons expert would take brief aim before clicking down on a single button, causing a spiraling missle to surge forward through the air. It would slam into the ground, causing a fiery explosion that would engulf a considerable amount of Sith infantry. From there, Suppressor would step forward, already having taken aim on the other soldiers that would no doubt be shaken by such an explosion. The rapid fire rifle would begin to unleash volleys of blue blaster bolts, that would span out in a horizontal line and attempt to mow down the armored individuals. The general mayhem that had descended upon the area would begin to quiet, leaving on the battle in the distance to be heard. The Republic soldiers would rush forward, giving the Keldor a quick salute. "We're here to help, Master Jedi," Rusher would begin, staring at the Keldor through his helmet, "You don't look too good."
Meanwhile...
Location: Above forest
Objective: Survive crash
The orbital shuttle that Tugoro had gotten into had taken off as planned, though the rest of it's flight would not go as smoothly. Thanks to the meddling of [member="Private Rose"], the ship would begin to experience severe turbulence, due to the powerful anti-matter rifle. Having taken off in the opposite direction of the temple, among the Republic's base camp, the Jedi was at least glad that it's crash would not damage any allies. The powerful projectile that had been sent forth by the bounty hunter would pierce the shuttle's wing with ease, causing it's metallic form to shake and rattle violently as it's altitude dropped. "I'm losing her, Master Jedi!" The pilot would shout, sounding quite distraught from within the cockpit. Having quickly stood to his feet, Tugoro would prepare himself, allowing his pale hand to graze against the metallic surface of one of his lightsabers.
"Open the hatch, and eject." The young Padawan would instruct, before shielding his eyes as the sudden beams of light filled the shuttle's interior. The scene before him was truly horrifying, as was war altogether. Starfighters flew wildly through the air, engaged in dogfights while takes and infantry were busy blowing each other up. There were countless losses on each side, each one vibrating through the force. It was terrible. Luckily for Tugoro, the shuttle he had ridden in had not been able to get too high, before being shot down. Stepping out of the craft, the young boy's figure would be barraged by powerful winds as the shuttle blew by, it's engines still roaring loudly. It's shining hull would begin to point down as it dived, slowly but surely setting itself on a collision course. Tugoro had done the same for himself, though he had more control over the situation than the pilot did. Exerting waves of telekinesis from his body, the young Padawan would do his best to glide through the air, his momentum slowing greatly as he descended on the trees. His robed body would impact with the bushels of leaves, before hitting against several branches that would also do their part to lessen his impact. Laying on his back, the boy would begin to climb to his feet, wincing only briefly at the bruises he had attained. He was lucky to be alive.
