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Welcome to the Clone Wars, trooper. I am your Advisor, CC-0210, and will be guiding you on your mission. Current objective: Covering your background and determining your abilities, preferences, and… quirks, for future assignment. We’re all bred from the same stock, but the Kaminoans took quite a few liberties with our template. They were able to mix up quite a few different batches.

Some clones, like me, were created and trained for highly specialized roles which needed precise engineering. They also gave us a little more leeway personality wise to react and act independently when needed. Others were given basic adjustments to make them better at soldiering or to give them advantages with tech and equipment. Naturally they can be a bit stubborn when it comes to deviating from their training and orders. However, there’s no blaster fodder in this army, that’s what makes us different from droids. Even clones who weren’t tinkered with can find themselves assigned to almost every specialty.

The question is, which batch were you?

>Highly Specialized (Low physical variation, more personality focused character creation.)
>Specialized (Pick a general class, minor variations will occur during your training and development.)
>Regular (Mystery box. Bred a reg, but you’re able to stand out for a few prominent reasons.)

>>3966151
>>Regular (Mystery box. Bred a reg, but you’re able to stand out for a few prominent reasons.)

>>3966151
>Regular (Mystery box. Bred a reg, but you’re able to stand out for a few prominent reasons.)

>>3966151
>Specialized (Pick a general class, minor variations will occur during your training and development.)
LAAT pilot or bust

>>3966151
>Highly Specialized
Commando or bust

>>3966151
>Specialized (Pick a general class, minor variations will occur during your training and development.)

Jetpack trooper

>>3966151
>>Regular (Mystery box. Bred a reg, but you’re able to stand out for a few prominent reasons.)

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>>3966200
>>3966156
>>3966153
The vast majority of Clones all start life the same way: obedient, dependable, and humorless. Personality has a way of slipping in, much to the chagrin of the Kaminoans. From the time we can walk and communicate, Clones are assigned to cadet classes. We begin training in the very basics of what makes us deadly and effective. Honing fine motor skills, basic drills and coordination, as well as following direct orders are the staples of our early development. Every Clone learns that they can only be capable once they are proficient in these and because of our breeding we are very accepting of this point. It’s not indoctrination, after all, it’s what was written in our genes to start with.

You walked out of your tube and went straight to training with your brothers, but it didn’t take long for the differences to start to appear between you. Our advancing aging and cognitive development meant even small divergences could have large and long-reaching impacts.

Try to recall, when was the first time you noticed what made you, you?

>During our class terminal assignments. I was always a bit better with learning.
>During drill and maneuvers. There wasn’t a single clone who could match my smartness in the ranks, my uniform was always perfect too.
>Physical training. I excelled early and quickly realized I could set the pace in practice.
>Offline, in downtime between training. It might sound strange, but I think I was the first one to even think like that.

>>3966208
>Physical training. I excelled early and quickly realized I could set the pace in practice

>>3966208
>Physical training. I excelled early and quickly realized I could set the pace in practice.

>>3966208
>>Physical training. I excelled early and quickly realized I could set the pace in practice.

>>3966151
>>Regular (Mystery box. Bred a reg, but you’re able to stand out for a few prominent reasons.)

>>3966208
>Physical training. I excelled early and quickly realized I could set the pace in practice

>>3966208
>Offline, in downtime between training. It might sound strange, but I think I was the first one to even think like that.

>offline

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>>3966222
>>3966215
Physically we’re all similar, our faces don’t lie, but there’s no hiding that some Clones take to some particulars more than others. You were always just a little faster, a portion stronger, and a dash more robust than your brothers around you. It was a point of pride to come in first, but you knew that was just your duty: To be the best. You weren’t doing it all to be better than them, but to set the bar for them to keep pushing.

Not everything revolved around PT for you. If there’s two things a Clone must depend on besides his brothers, it’s their armor and their weapon. Weapons training was naturally a favorite of almost all of us, a chance to take our training both in physical ability and mental focus and turning it into a practical effect, or turning target droids into scrap, in this case.

When you got the chance, which weapon did you find yourself running to, so you could pick it up first?

>Blaster Rifle. Power and distance to reach out and connect.
>Blaster Carbine. Tactically sound and adaptable. A bit easier to carry.
>Blaster Pistol. More challenging to master, more enjoyable to use.
>Rotary Cannon. Firepower is the great equalizer.

>>3966250
>Blaster Carbine. Tactically sound and adaptable. A bit easier to carry.

>>3966250
>>Blaster Carbine. Tactically sound and adaptable. A bit easier to carry.

>>3966250
>>Blaster Carbine. Tactically sound and adaptable. A bit easier to carry.

>>3966250
>Blaster Carbine. Tactically sound and adaptable. A bit easier to carry.

>>3966251
>>3966266
>>3966273
>>3966276
No finer weapon in your opinion. The carbine represented your penchant for warfare. Every enemy had a disadvantage, you had less of them.

Weapon, armor, and brothers. That’s what our missions depend on. It’s how we drilled, day after day. Without any one of them a clone becomes a liability on the battlefield. How we learned to fight on the battlefield, however, wasn’t always in lockstep with each other.

When the simulations became more advanced, Sergeants taught us war their way.

Mercenaries, bounty hunters, rogues, and brawlers. They were a blaster rifle to the face of the meticulous coordination and drills of the Kaminoan training programs. Some Clones reacted badly to this, preferring to keep their orthodoxy high and their deviation low, others reveled in it, a chance to get creative under the tutelage of a professional or have just a little more fun dropping targets. All of this was encouraged by Jango, but he mostly kept to his specialized program…

Who trained your brothers and you?

>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most.
>Sizgoben, Siz for short. A red skinned Twi’lek with two rules: Never assume you can’t cheat and never assume your enemy won’t.
>Quvdi. The magician, the Mandalorians called them. They seemed to always catch you off guard and do things that seemed impossible.

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>>3966284
Slight weapons malfunction, apologies. Visual display restored.

>>3966284
>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most
Settle for nothing less than the best

>>3966284
>>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most.

>>3966284
>>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most.

>>3966284
>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most.

>>3966284
>>Wrax Krit, Mandalorian Commando. Brutal and efficient. He taught us some of the old ways, even a bit more Mando’a than most.

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>>3966289
You're not one to mix details.

Wrax didn’t like you. That was apparent from the start. He never really anyone as far as most could tell. Hated his Clones most of all and made you feel it every day in training. He made it clear he wasn’t a brother, he was something else entirely: A force for your brothers and you to survive.

Whenever you finished first, showed a little more skill than the rest, he was right there. Wrax enjoyed punishing you for success. He dared you to keep coming in first so he could drill you into the dirt, but you refused to let that stop you from completing each evolution. Even under his helmet you always felt his eyes glaring at you. If pressure makes diamonds, Wrax was a neutron star with a mind to burn you up as well.

His affect was almost hypnotic. None of you ever slipped when he was watching. Your brothers would struggle that little bit more to save you from the next beating of the day, but you never made it easy for them.

Speaking of your brothers, tactical assessment: Who is always there besides you?

>CT-7843, he’s strong like me. A rival sometimes, but a brother always. If there’s anyone in the squad who can ever beat me physically, it’s him.
>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.
>CT- 2311, a good shot, but a better thinker. He isn’t afraid to challenge Wrax and that annoys me, but sometimes I can’t help but feel he’s right.

Additionally, I need three rolls of 1d10 to fill out your first squad profile.

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>3966331
>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.

>>3966331
>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.

>>3966331
>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.
Sounds like they'd make a good pair.

>>3966331
>>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>3966331
>>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3966340
Didn't see that last bit until now.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3966331

>>3966331
>>CT-9321, a technical expert in all things. His mind works like a computer whereas yours is more straightforward. He makes things possible when I can’t.

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CT-9321, Countdown, as Wrax referred to him, was quite the foil for you. When it came to tearing apart and reassembling your gear and carbine, neither of you were slouches, but he seemed able to make them better every time he did it. He understood computer systems and weapon systems with equal mastery, including an infamous instance where he sliced into the training computers and brought up Kaminoan music feeds on the training ground speakers. That had earned him severe discipline but demonstrated he was on a different frequency than the rest of you.

Yet, one thing he was always synced with was you. He couldn’t always catch up or bear the same loads, but he never gave up trying. When his brawn wouldn’t pass the muster, he would try to craft any technical advantage he could. That proximity and determination was noteworthy and his tech skills were admirable, even if he wasn’t a match for you physically.

The others of your squad bonded with you similarly, under the stress and strength of Wrax.

CT-4457 had earned a reputation as one of the most impressive shots in the cadet class early. His blaster rifle skills were at the utter peak of performance and it was an exceptionally rare day when he missed. His attitude was blast first, naturally, and that was just fine by you. He could back it up. He never goaded though, like some other clones when they discovered this kind of mastery.

CT-2337 was a voracious learner, frequently interrupting classes to ask probing questions on details or asking the Kaminoans to provide additional information on the training computers. Of all things, he had found biology the most fascinating and, in short term, medical practice as well. It’s no secret he wanted to be a medic as soon as he learned there was a tactical role for it.

CT-4582 was probably the most “normal” of all of you. He met the marks but never seemed to particularly excel at much beyond what he was expected to do. Perhaps a part of you disliked that he didn’t have a particularly strong specialty, but the other part of you recognized him for what he was: Completely reliable.

Brother, what is your designation?

>CT-9335
>CT-0027
>CT-5822

>>3966384
>CT-0027
Can't go wrong with the double Os.

>>3966384
>CT-0027

>>3966384
>>CT-0027

>>3966384
>>CT-0027

>>3966384
>>CT-0027

>>3966384
>>CT-0027

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>>3966418
CT-0027, your squad is assembled and ready for deployment.

Current Status:

CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Two Detonators
CT-9321 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Fusion Cutter
CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Two Detonators
CT-2337 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Bacta Dispenser
CT-4582 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Two Detonators

Mission Objective: Destroy all enemy forces.

Deployment in 3, 2, 1…

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>>3966426
The doors to the training field slid open with barely a whisper and your squad quickly advanced forward. Spotting roughly half-height cover you quickly approach the first set of obstacles in a line, minimizing your squad’s width. As your brothers close with the cover, they naturally and swiftly fan out to take position. High above you on a platform overlooking the matrixed fighting ground was Wrax, unrelenting as ever, peering at your every move while a pair of Kaminoans looked on from behind. These ones were familiar, having watched over you for some time, but you didn’t know their names. You had no need to, they were simply your evaluators.

Your squad hunkered in on the otherwise silent field, the sound of your footfalls the only thing making any noise as you kneel low. Stacked behind you on your short wall is Countdown. You look ahead across to the other barriers to see 4582 and 4457 stacked in opposite. 2337 is holding father back behind them at the moment, awaiting the all clear.

Scanning forward from a quick glance around the corner, you quickly see no signs of movement or enemies and determine your situation is one that calls for offense. There is just row upon row of staggered cover slightly at or shorter than half-height for a distance of just under a quarter click. Were it coverless you would certainly be able to cross it in no time. With obstacles, there was undoubtedly an ambush waiting.

You nod your head and give the signal. Instantly…

>4582 advances forward to the next set of barriers to draw any potential fire, while 4457 provides cover
>9321 and you sneak low and to your left forward to achieve a field of cross fire and a better view beyond the next obstacles
>2337 joins you and together you rapidly assault over the cover, letting 4582 and 4457 perform overwatch

>>3966430
>>4582 advances forward to the next set of barriers to draw any potential fire, while 4457 provides cover

>>3966430
>4582 advances forward to the next set of barriers to draw any potential fire, while 4457 provides cover

>>3966430
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>>3966437
+1

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>>3966435
4582 doesn’t even need to nod in return, simply planting his boot and lunging forward from around cover. As he dashes forward, you note he’s keeping himself at the perfect height. Just high enough to be a target, just low enough to be a difficult one.

At the same time, 4457 adjusts his blaster rifle to his opposite hand and leans out, minimizing his exposed body. Not wasting another movement, he draws his line of sight down the course and prepares to react in an instance to any motion. 2337 uses the moment to draw up behind the marksman, readying for the next stage.

4582 reaches the next set of barriers right on time, with still no sign of any enemy forces or even noise to hint at where they might be. It’s not matter, the next step is obvious…

>Advance in pairs, alternating cover fire to join up with 4582
>You’ve got a bad feeling about this. Try to take a closer look at 4582’s position
>Wrax is certainly watching the clock, keep 4457 on overwatch while the rest move up

>>3966452
>>You’ve got a bad feeling about this. Try to take a closer look at 4582’s position

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>>3966471
You’re struck by a sudden feeling of uncertainty, it’s not likely that you’re supposed to traipse forward unopposed. With a smooth motion you take a second glance and reassess where 4582 has taken position. You notice him cock his head a little while tightening the grip on his blaster. This feeling isn’t worry, but foreboding.

Scanning the top of the barriers you’re frustrated to see nothing else that gives any positions away. It’s then that…

>4457 pulls back into cover, he signals he wants to shift position up
>Countdown taps on your shoulder
>4582 drops prone and quietly looks from his more advanced position

>>3966482
>>4582 drops prone and quietly looks from his more advanced position

>>3966501
You watch in silence as 4582 takes the initiative and goes to all fours. He wisely chooses to cradle his blaster and crawls slowly forward. Peering out, he scans to the right and seems to note nothing, before looking left. Suddenly, he rolls back, startled and trying to contort himself back behind the wall.

Blaster fire pounds the spot his head occupied not a moment ago. It catches you and 4457 off guard as well and you instinctively duck back, just as a turret rises from the opposite side of the barrier ahead. It unleashes a fearsome barrage sweeping left and right on your squad’s position. It was a trap after all!

4582 looks back to you, pinned below the fire but lucky enough that the barrels can’t seem to depress low enough to target him. He looks ineffective, however, and you're probably not going to be able to signal him properly under this barrage.

You’re going to have to respond quickly…

>Toss a detonator from cover to take the turret out
>The turret pattern seems steady, time it with 4457 to get a kill shot
>Assault in numbers and get forward before any more enemies can pin you completely

>>3966534
>>Toss a detonator from cover to take the turret out
Where did everyone else go?

>>3966540
Droids, probably. Very unfortunate.

>>3966540
I have no idea.
>>3966534
>Toss a detonator from cover to take the turret out

>>3966540
Ditto
>>3966534
Sooo in other words We’ve Got a Bad Feeling About this?

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>>3966540
>>3966544
>>3966570
Feeling the need to take drastic action, you lower your carbine and grab one of your detonators from your belt. You signal across to your squad to keep down and hope 4582 keeps on the safe side. Remembering the distance, you activate the detonator and give it a moment, before lofting it backwards and overhead from over. It’s a high arc and sails on target, dropping on the far side of the barrier and just beside the turret. A second later there’s a large explosion and shock.

There’s no time to check if you’ve succeeded and without missing a beat you advance from cover with Countdown, taking advantage of the after-effects of the detonator. Sure enough, the turret is out of commission, the remote actuators powering down and letting the barrels fall limp.

It’s far from over. As you reach the cover besides 4582, you have just enough time to duck down before another turret at the far end of the course pops up, as well as two pairs of droids in much closer positions. They’re level with each other in a solid line, in a solid line just past the line of cover scattered cover in between you.

4457 goes to work, managing to drop one of the droids promptly, but the turret focuses on his position to keep him pinned down with 2337 unable to do much more than wait for an opening. It seems the mission is fully on now.

>Focus on picking off the droids, they’re easier shots
>That turret needs knocked out, check for options
>Try to distract the turret and let 4457 and 2337 gain the advantage

Updated Inventory:
CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, One Detonator

>>3966574
>Distract the Turret
Will we get out in time for Geonosis

>>3966574
>They’re level with each other in a solid line, in a solid line just past the line of cover scattered cover in between you.
They’re level with each other in a solid line of cover, just past the scattered cover in between you.

Bit confusing there, let me know if you prefer a picture and I can draw up map to make this a bit less garbled.

>>3966574
>>Try to distract the turret and let 4457 and 2337 gain the advantage

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>>3966586
>>3966579
You chose to motion to Countdown and 4582, who both take position with you. On your signal, the three of you rise and unleash a hail of fire downrange past the droids and directly at the turret. Your carbines are slightly ineffective, but 4582’s blaster rifle seems to be almost on the mark. It’s nothing too heavy hitting however and the turret quickly alters its aiming vector in your direction.

The droids are quick to counter your fire and from your right you hear 4582 cry out as he’s hit in the shoulder and goes down to the ground. You and Countdown duck down and manage to avoid any further blasts. The moment is enough of an opening for the rest of your squad to exploit.

5567 puts a blast on one of the droids to the left, while 2337 rushes forward to your far right and takes out the droid there. The previously staunch droid defense of four, now reduced to one, crumbles and powers down. The turret, reliably it seems swings at the advancing threat of 2337 but can’t catch him before he’s safe in cover.

You and Countdown are now free to move...

>Assault the last droid and move the frontline closer to the turret
>Let 4457 get the last droid and finish of the defense line

Squad Update:
CT-4582 [INCAPACITATED]: Blaster Rifle, Two Detonators

Yes, since you're an early batch, you'll be fully trained prior to those events.

>>3966686
>>Assault the last droid and move the frontline closer to the turret

>>3966686
>Assault the last droid and move the frontline closer to the turret

>>3966686
>Assault the last droid and move the frontline closer to the turret

>>3966686
>>Assault the last droid and move the frontline closer to the turret

>>3966698
Ditto

>>3966736
>>3966717
>>3966705
>>3966704
>>3966698
Watching 4582 triggers a sense of anger in you. Deciding to press the assault and avenge your brother, you leap over cover. Countdown is right on your heels, carbines blasting at the lone droid stubbornly holding the line ahead. Between your fire, it doesn’t stand a chance and quickly powers down from your hits.

The two of you take up your new position just in time as a new wave of four droids pop up further back. It’s another defensive line, but they’re now only just ahead of the last turret. Still, it’s a formidable position and one you’ll have a little difficulty cracking a Clone down. Worse still, your squad is now quite spread out, with 4457 still near the start of the course. His shots are good, but you can tell you’re reducing your effectiveness. The turret remains the constant trouble and you recognize to do anything you’ll need to keep it busy. The droids pose a problem of their own as well.

Taking it in you recognize you need a gamechanger or more blasters in the fight.

>Have the squad cover 2337 so he can make his way to 4582 and try to revive him
>Have the squad cover 4457 so he can move up and take a new sniping position
>Have the squad cover Countdown and try to splice the damage turret nearby

>>3966760
>>Have the squad cover Countdown and try to splice the damage turret nearby

>>3966760
>Have the squad cover 4457 so he can move up and take a new sniping position

>>3966765
>>3966766
Let's say next vote breaks the tie. If no leader in about 10 minutes, I'll roll for it.

>>3966766
Ditto

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>>3966766
You spring into action, motioning for 4457 to move up in position. You trust he’ll pick out a place where he can dominate downfield. With a second signal, you motion for Countdown and 2337 to join your suppressing fire. The three of your carbines open up and pepper the the droid position soundly with two of them dropping in the exchange. The fire from multiple angles is very effective in cutting them down.

The turret seems to struggle in the target rich environment for a moment, before settling to focus on 2337. The squad medic takes multiple bolts in his advanced position and topples over with a loud cry.

It’s infuriating. That’s two squad members down, you rage quietly.

As 4457 reaches his new position, not far behind where 2337 has fallen, you recognize that this could quickly turn into a wipe.

>Have 4457 and you toss detonators, Countdown and you then advance in the commotion
>Have Countdown hold here while you maneuver wide to flank, 4457 giving cover
>Keep knocking the droids down, an opening on the turret will happen

>>3966827
>>Have 4457 and you toss detonators, Countdown and you then advance in the commotion

>>3966827
Squad Update:
CT-2337 [INCAPACITATED]: Blaster Carbine, Bacta Dispenser

>>3966832
Ditto

>>3966827
>Have Countdown hold here while you maneuver wide to flank, 4457 giving cover

>>3966827
>>Have Countdown hold here while you maneuver wide to flank, 4457 giving cover

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>>3966832
>>3966853
There’s no more margin to hold back. With one last command, you signal 4457 to prep his detonator and place a hand on Countdown’s shoulder. He seems to glean your meaning and gets ready.

You grab your last detonator and focus yourself. A moment later, you lock eyes with 4457 and the two of synchronize your activation and throw, perfect arcs behind the droid line.

A heartbeat later the explosive forces roar and tear through the position knocking the turret out of commission. With a great surge of energy you careen over the barrier and straight into the maw. Your carbine finishes one droid, before Countdown thoroughly eliminates the other. There’s no elation though, instead you scan the area for any remaining targets. It’s just then you see it…

Just behind the last barrier has a recessed section of trench behind hit, with a turret rising up! Both barrels swing in your direction as your mind reacts.

>Close with it and stay ahead of the barrels
>Open fire

>>3966885
My apologies, trooper!

>>3966892
Inventory Update:
CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine
CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, One Detonator

>>3966892
>>Close with it and stay ahead of the barrels

>>3966892
>>Close with it and stay ahead of the barrels

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>>3966909
>>3966904
You fight your instincts and instead move to close the angle between yourself and the turret, sweeping in on it just ahead of its traverse. It’s then that it stops suddenly. Your momentum carries you forward for a moment more when you realize what’s happened.

Standing in front of the turret’s bead is Countdown, scanning his own sector. Your not going to have a chance to stop it and 4457 doesn’t have a shot at this angle.

The turret unleashes on Countdown and the blasts pummel his back sending him to the ground in a painful heap. Your carbine is up and firing before he’s even hit the floor, but you know the trap got the better of you both. As the turret powers down, the mission comes to completion, but it’s a very bitter taste on your mouth.

You look back at Countdown, 4582, and 2337 all on the ground. 4457 seems to share the emotion and heads over to check on 2337 and 4582. You glance back to the observation deck and notice that the two Kaminoans are busy conferring with each other, Wrax is nowhere to be seen--

The doors back at the start of the course slide open and the Mandalorian Sergeant comes storming forward…

>See to Countdown and his condition
>Gather yourself to address Sergeant Wrax

>>3966953
>>See to Countdown and his condition

>>3966953
Squad Update:
CT-9321 [INCAPACITATED]: Blaster Carbine, Fusion Cutter

Mission Update: COMPLETE

Tally Count:

CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: 2.5 Turrets, 4 Droids
CT-9321 [INCAPACITATED]: 2 Droids
CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: 0.5 Turret, 5 Droids
CT-2337 [INCAPACITATED]: 1 Droid
CT-4582 [INCAPACITATED]: None

>>3966953
>>See to Countdown and his condition

>>3966953
>See to Countdown and his condition
Wrax is just going to chew us a new one. We're better off checking in on Countdown.

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>>3967009
>>3966964
>>3966959
You kneel down besides Countdown, setting your carbine at his side. You place a hand on his side and hear him groan in pain.

“You get… the third turret too?” he manages to wheeze between painful breaths.

The damage settings for the simulation must have been set very high, Countdown is beat up pretty bad, you realize.

“We did,” you say a bit darkly, “Thanks for being the target.”

“Don’t… mention it,” he chokes back a laugh while grimacing, “Wrax is… going to be…”

“Incoming,” you cut him off.

He doesn’t say another word and you quickly brace yourself.

*THUNK*

Right on cue, a beskar iron shod boot connects with the side of your helmet, sending you toppling over in a daze. You knew it was coming. Even with your head hazy, you quickly tense your stomach for the follow up. Sergeant Wrax delivers a second powerful blow to your abdomen, knocking the air from your lungs. You fight the urge to curl up, knowing that will just make things worse, and instead gnash your teeth and clutch your thumbs in your fists as hard as you can.

“Imbeciles,” he declares coldly through his armor, “If you were going to lose half your squad you should have at least done it fast. On your feet.”

You scramble to attention as 4457 hauls 2237 over to join you. 4582 stumbles in behind, hand on his struck shoulder. Countdown can’t even manage to rise.

“You hesitated,” Wrax accuses, his helmet just inches away from yours.

>Remain silent, it’s not a question
>”I saw through the turret trap, to keep the squad alive.”

>>3967030
>>Remain silent, it’s not a question

>>3967030
>Remain silent, it’s not a question

>>3967030
>>Remain silent, it’s not a question

>>3967030

>Remain silent, it’s not a question

>>3967120
>>3967117
>>3967070
>>3967056
“There’s a time to hesitate, but you don’t rate that. Not here. Not with me. If your squad stalls, the one on your flank gets exposed and destroyed. Follow your orders expeditiously.”

You’re shocked he doesn’t give you another blow. Wrax instead stalks down the line.

“Your brothers are in pain while you keep standing in the back,” Wrax asks 4457 flatly, “What weapon do you carry?”

“Sergeant,” 4457 begins, “A DC-15A Blaster Rif--”

In a flash, the Mandalorian’s arm lashes out and wraps around 4457’s neck, Wrax turn and drives his foot into the Clone’s legs, sweeping them from beneath him. The Sergeant takes him to the ground before rising up and stomping a boot into his stomach.

“If you’re not given a bloody sniper rifle, keep on the front,” Wrax starts, “You’re a kathhound. Fall out from the pack and you’ll be dead. Share their pain.”

You fought back a frown, losing 2337 while 4457 was moving up had been the critical moment that forced your hand. Still, 4457 was at his best when he was laying down cover and sniping targets. He certainly had the tally to prove it. What more could he do?

Wrax moved along, stopping in front of 2337 next.

“Report: How do you diagnose your wound?” the Sergeant clipped.

“Sergeant,” 2337 responded almost cheerfully to the challenge, “Severe contusions in the soft tissue and bones of my left chest, over my heart. Two and half weeks to a month of natural healing. Half an hour in the infirmary.”

“What would have happened if those blasts were real?”

The Medic’s voice drops.

“I’d be dead, Sergeant.”

“And what’s the cure for that?” Wrax continues his interrogation.

2337 doesn’t answer.

“Preventative medicine, don’t get shot,” he concludes.

Wrax reaches 4582. He looks him down coldly, but doesn’t say a word. Instead, the Sergeant begins to walk away back down the training course.

“Get your wounds checked at the infirmary. Muster this evening for additional corrective training. No food until I say so.”

“Yes, Sergeant!” you bark in unison, save for Countdown and 4457 on the ground.

As the Sergeant nears the exit to the field you turn to your brothers and exchange heavy looks. It's going to be a rough night.

>Address your brothers on what happened
>No speeches for now, help get them to the infirmary
>Follow after the Sergeant

>>3967030
>Remain silent, it’s not a question

Contentious vote, this one.

>>3967151
This will be my last post for now, headed to bed. Thanks for joining and getting things rolling with me. This is my first time running a /qst/ quest, so any suggestions appreciated. Had some grammar and tense flubs, but I'll try to do better. Maps and other items might definitely be situational, but very useful as well.

I'll aim to be back in about 14 hours. Roughly 1930 or 2000 GMT. For reference, I'm on American CST. Until then, feel free to discuss anything or ask questions, I'll answer as I can!

>>3967151
>>No speeches for now, help get them to the infirmary

>>3967152
I was pretty impressed by the solidarity through numerous votes, especially early on. Already thinking as a unit.

>>3967151
>No speeches for now, help get them to the infirmary

>>3967170
We know we fucked up somewhere, no point in arguing when our shit's not together.

>>3967152
Ditto
I bet we’re either going to be Force Sensitive somehow, or an early select for ARC training

>>3967221
>Force Sensitive somehow
I'm not trying to be a downer or nothing but I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to be possible for the clones to be force sensitives. I don't know where I got that idea from though.

>>3967230
Yeah, unless we're talking about Legends stuff.

>>3967167
Very well-written, chief. And I liked training being this brutal.

I wonder why consensus picked us to be more physically advanced. What's the plan for us role-wise? Who's going to be the squad leader?

>>3967151
>>No speeches for now, help get them to the infirmary

>>3967230
I know the clones aren’t supposed to be Force Sensitive but Life Finds A Way and/or the Starkiller clones were FS who says we can’t, although I do admit it would probably be a bit of an asspull to suddenly have an OC Donut Steel Force Sensitive Clone
I’d also hate to say it but normal clones weren’t trained personally by Mandos, the Mandos oversaw the training

>>3967151
>No speeches for now, help get them to the infirmary

>>3967230
I don't know about you, but I always try to pretend midichlorians don't exist and the Force isn't actually firmly understood to that extent. So I could see a few of the clones being Force Sensitive just by law of averages.

...But considering their situation, the first thing they'd touch would probably be the Dark Side, which would be trouble for them (and everyone else).

Honestly, could be an interesting facet of drama.

>>3967322
Midichlorians aren’t the force, they feed on the force
Also the reason you don’t have Force Sensitive Clone Troopers is because they’re artificially created

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>>3967776
I’d love to get some Mandalorian Tattoos maybe even a full back

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>>3967776
They usually like reds.

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>>3967264
>>3967192
>>3967169
>>3967305
Wrax departs and the five of you more or less help each other to the infirmary bay. The Kaminoan medical technology is more than sufficient for the everyday wounds from training, even at the more extreme damage levels. Given your squad's usual heavy discipline and training style, you’re frequent visitors. This is much to the usual delight of Countdown and 2337, who often take the opportunity to poke around. For now, however, they are both stripped down and busy laying on their beds being patched up by the automated medical devices.

4582 sits on the end of the far bed of the room, with the top half of his armor removed, his shoulder injury already mostly tended and and bandaged in a bacta patch. He hasn’t spoken since the training mission and has been keeping to himself in silence. Countdown and 2337 are on the closer beds, though separated by the barrier walls as the droids go to work on them. 2337’s chest had already bruised into a vibrant purple color, but was now mostly back to normal. Similarly, much of Countdown’s back was a sickly mix of red and pale yellow before the procedure started, but he too is nearly finished.

4457 and you have been leaning against the opposite wall, still in your training armor and mostly lost in your own thoughts. It’s clear that morale is low after the mission and the verbal, as well as physical, dressing down from Wrax. The weight on everyone’s mind is obvious. You have a little bit of time before you’ll all need to get moving for this evening’s discipline, whatever was in mind for that. There should be a chance to talk with some of them and pick their mind, you think.

>Congratulate 4457 on the fine shooting
>Go check out what’s eating 4582
>See if Countdown and 2337 have any insight

>>3967840
>See if Countdown and 2337 have any insight

>>3967840
>See if Countdown and 2337 have any insight

>>3967840
>>Go check out what’s eating 4582

>>3967840
>>See if Countdown and 2337 have any insight

>>3967867
>>3967862
>>3967847
When it came to intelligence, Countdown and 2337 were the pick of the litter, albeit for different reasons. If anyone might be able to analyze and take in Wrax’s words, it was them. 2337 nods as you approach, but Countdown doesn’t seem to notice you until you start to talk.

“What thoughts have you had about the mission?” you prompt them quietly.

“We can’t keep doing what we’ve been doing,” Countdown begins, turning his head to see you, “Wrax made that pretty obvious.”
“But what else can we do?” 2337 asks, “We’re following the tactics and orders we’re given. Nothing we did was wrong from that perspective. We can only do what we do best, casualties are expected, that’s why I’m a medic after all.”

“Medics becoming casualties is doubly hurtful,” Countdown starts to counter, “Not only do we lose a Clone, we lose the ability to resuscitate the other members of the squad.”

“So I should just hide and not fight?” 2337 says, a bit disgusted, before sighing, “Why even give me a blaster at that point?”

You interject.

>”It could be beneficial if held back, but kept close to the line so you can respond.”
>”Another form of preventive medicine is killing the enemy. We need you on the front.”
>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

>>3967888
>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

>>3967888
>>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

>>3967888
>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

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>>3967910
>>3967912
>>3967931
>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

“There might even be a way to supplement,” Countdown offers, “Maybe we could see about a different weapon so that’s you’re more effective from back there too?

“They’re nice thoughts, Double-Oh and Countdown,” 2337 responds a bit hesitantly, “but that only lasts until I’m needed and have to move and I’m certainly not the same marksman. Besides, we already have 4457 taking care of business from back there. Would having so much of our unit holding back be efficient?”

You sigh. You’re not immediately sure of that, you admit.

“I have been considering my own efficiency,” Countdown muses to you, “I’ve been debating about what might be a better use of my talents. I haven’t used my Fusion Cutter for much in training, maybe bringing detonators along would be better for now?”

>”That’s my fault, I haven’t been prioritizing that ability much.”
>”Maybe a different weapon for you too? You could certainly operate just about anything.”
>”What could you have done with it?”

>>3967888
>>”A rear position could give you a more tactical view of the field.”

>BigThink

Medics would always be a priority target for any good sniper or soldier. So really they are put more at a disadvantage than any others.

>>3967941
>”What could you have done with it?”

>>3967941
>>”What could you have done with it?”

>>3967941
>What could you have done with it?”

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>>3967973
>>3967957
>>3967950
>”What could you have done with it?”

“Slicing the broken turrets might have worked,” he reasons, “It’s hard to say if I could have reprogrammed them in a reasonable time. However, if I could, they’d give us a massive boost in firepower for however long it can keep up.”

The thought had crossed your mind, but you had reasoned against it preferring your own squad’s firepower.

Countdown continues before you can mention it.

“But there was something else,” he voice drops, “I think I noticed an access panel on the battlefield. I was busy following you so I didn’t have time to really check it, but I’m willing to bet that it’s a part of the target droid power supply and network. Using the cutter to get into it and then slicing the system might be able to upend the entire scenario.”

>”Maybe if you want to give Wrax AND the Kaminoans reason to beat us down.”
>”That’s a bit outside the point of the simulation, don’t you think?”
>”You’re a genius, keep that one in your pocket for next time.”

>>3967989
>”That’s a bit outside the point of the simulation, don’t you think?”

>>3967989
>”That’s a bit outside the point of the simulation, don’t you think?”
While I think he's being a genius. In character we're probably more of a stickler to the rules due to letting others being the bigger brains of the squad.

>>3967989
>”Maybe if you want to give Wrax AND the Kaminoans reason to beat us down.”
Kek

>>3967989
>>”That’s a bit outside the point of the simulation, don’t you think?”

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>>3968015
>>3968001
>>3967991
>”That’s a bit outside the point of the simulation, don’t you think?”

“Just a thought,” his brow furrows, “But just now I’ve got your back no matter what you think best, brother.”

“We all do,” 2337 adds.

You give them each a nod, just as the medical droids signal their completion. The skin on both Countdown and 2337 has returned to normal. A part of you wonders how fast it will take to be back in here for all of you.

“We’ll need to get suited up and headed to muster soon,” Countdown says, noting the time.

“I’m going to head there now,” says 4457 standing up from the wall, “I’m not risking being late with Wrax after that. You shouldn’t either”

He heads for the door as Countdown and 2337 start moving for the gear locker in the next medical bay. 4582 seems to be taking his time standing up.

>Hurry after 4457, he’s got a good point. You want to talk with him on the way at least.
>4582 seems the worst of everyone, no Clone left behind.

>>3968024
>Hurry after 4457, he’s got a good point. You want to talk with him on the way at least.

>>3968024
>4582 seems the worst of everyone, no Clone left behind.

>>3968048
>>3968062
Next vote has it, I'll roll in ten minutes if there's no break.

>>3968024
>>4582 seems the worst of everyone, no Clone left behind.

>>3968078
>>3968062
>4582 seems the worst of everyone, no Clone left behind.

As your other brothers depart, you focus on the one that lingers. Walking to his bed side you crouch down in front of him, drawing your eyes level to his. Although his staring downward, you know he notices you. Placing a hand on his shoulder, you urge him to look at you.

“4582,” you ask, “Need the droids to patch something else up?

“...No,” he responds after a pause, “I’m just thinking about what happened with the sergeant.”

“You came out of that pretty clean,” you recall, “You’re the only one he didn’t have any complaints about, besides maybe Countdown.”

“That’s the problem,” he finally looks up, eyes focusing on yours, “He hasn’t said a word to me for a few scenarios, but every time I feel like I’m under-performing. The rest of you are getting kills, scoring the objectives, but more often than not I go down without accomplishing anything. I didn’t even take out a droid today... He tore into you and the others, but I think that’s because he wants you to succeed…”

>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”
>”It sounds like you’re worried you’re not up to standards. You're the most standard clone I know!”
>”Hold on, you’re saying Wrax just likes showing he cares with violence?”

>>3968108
>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”

>>3968108
>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”

>>3968108
>>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”

>>3968108
>”It sounds like you’re worried you’re not up to standards. You're the most standard clone I know!”
lel i don't think he needs to hear that now, even if it is true.
>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”

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>>3968148
>>3968134
>>3968126
>”You’re the one who flushed the first turret, that took guts and initiative.”

“The real thing might have taken my head off!” he argues, a hint of anger slipping in his voice.

He sighs, sagging a bit and bending his head back down.

“I just don’t… I don’t want to die without at least taking out an enemy. We were bred to follow orders, I know, and I’m not saying I won’t risk myself if it’s needed to win. But... I want to be able to contribute. Maybe flushing it helped us, but I froze up afterwards because I didn’t know how to proceed. You dropping the detonator on it got me out of the mess and it didn’t even cross my mind to try the same thing.”

You’re a bit taken aback. That was probably the most you’ve ever heard 4582 talk at a single time, it’s more than a little strange.

“This has been eating you for a while, hasn’t it?”

“Like a corpse-leech,” he says, exasperated, “You all have something that sets you apart and you use it to your advantage. I can only follow orders and get blasted.”

You tighten your hand on his shoulder…

>”Even if we die, so long as the team succeeds, we’ve done our part.”
>”Every Clone here has something that makes them stand out, it just might take longer to come out.”
>”Maybe that makes you special in your way? You’re fearless like that.”

>>3968171
>”Even if we die, so long as the team succeeds, we’ve done our part.”
Individuality is irrelevant when you're a clone trooper.

>>3968171
>Every Clone here has something that makes them stand out, it just might take longer to come out.”

>>3968183
>>3968204
10 more minutes! We'll use dice if there's no leader.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3968183
1

>>3968204
2

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>>3968183
>”Even if we die, so long as the team succeeds, we’ve done our part.”

He looks back up to you and smiles, seeming to understand your straight-forwardness.

It’s then that Countdown calls from the infirmary door, his armor donned again and ready.

“You lot better hurry,” he warns, “Not much time left!”

The two of you acknowledge and then stand. You take a few minutes to help 4582 with his armor, before the two of you dash to muster at the training simulation field with a few moments to spare. When you arrive, you see Countdown, 4457, and 2337 already lined up at attention. You both quickly join in and form a line, five abreast and facing the entrance doors.

It’s about then that you start to feel the pangs of hunger. All the calories you’ve burned between the training exercise and now has your fast metabolism starting to demand energy. It will probably have to wait for a while longer though…

The doors part and Wrax walks in, his armor and footsteps echoing slightly in the otherwise quiet area. He stops in front of you and spends a moment scanning you up and down.

“Form a circle, 10 meters diameter around me,” he says flatly.

Your squad acknowledges in a chorus and quickly fans out around the Mandalorian, surrounding him at a distance. You take position roughly opposite Countdown and 4457.

Wrax lets the silence reign for almost a minute before he begins speaking.

“Your disciplinary training shall be a tradition known as the Battle Circle. It is an old Mandalorian way of training, honor. I am the Champion of this circle. There are rules handed down from times ancient, but for today you care about three things: You will fight armored, but unarmed. There will be no killing blows. You will not hold back, because that’s the most disrespectful thing you can do to an opponent.”

Your pulse quickens a bit at the mention of death blows. You wonder if that’s meant so you don’t hurt each other too severely or for him not to outright murder you.

“This ring,” he continues, “Is where you will not only learn from your mistakes, but learn of yourself and each other. This isn’t like your Echani training, when you stop when an opponent is down. You will fight until one yields and with everything you have until then.”

You're surprised. You had all mastered the basics of the Echani martial art, as well as a few other basic takedowns and moves, but rarely was it in the form of sparring outside of carefully monitored routines.

“Step forward,” Wrax announces…

“CT-9321 and CT-2337.”
“CT-4457 and CT-4582.”

>>3968289
Minor malfunction! That should be a choice for you, if it wasn't apparent.

Choose 1:
>“CT-9321 and CT-2337.”
>“CT-4457 and CT-4582.”

>>3968298
>“CT-9321 and CT-2337.”

>>3968298
>>“CT-9321 and CT-2337.”

Just wondering but are the null and alpha arcs a thing in this quest?

>>3968302
Yes, very much so.

>>3968310
Nice.

>>3968299
>>3968302
>>“CT-9321 and CT-2337.”

You watch as Countdown and the squad medic step into the rough circle.

Wrax stands between them and speaks.

“The two of you are known to be specialists in your crafts. But now we will find out who is the purest fighter.”

As Wrax takes position on the circle ring, the rest of you adjust around those in the middle. You wonder who might win. It was true that neither was especially noted for combat, but every clone was expected to meet a standard.

“Begin,” Wrax commands.

In less than a blink, 2337 takes the initiative, striking a high blow toward Countdown’s head. Countdown is able to raise a block, but it’s clear he’s on the backfoot. 2337 may have had a similar path, but his knowledge of biology could have fed into his combat skills. Still, Countdown had always tried to match you in all of the martial arts practices… although he had never quite been successful.

Another swift series of blows from 2337 further shows the divide. A pair of body blows and a strong one to Countdown’s head makes you cringe. 2337 won’t dare let up with Wrax watching. The sergeant was motionless, simply watching the fight develop. Countdown seems to realize he’s on the receiving end of beat down and lashes out, swinging in desperation to try and set 2337 off the offensive. He has no luck though, 2337 manages to sidestep the flurry and deliver a dizzying blow to Countdown’s temple, dropping him to his knee.

A moment of hesitation at last appears from 2337. He glances toward Wrax, but quickly shakes it off and hits Countdown again in the face. This time he’s knocked cleanly to the ground. Countdown struggles to stand back up, but 2337 stomps downward. Countdown gasps, but the stubborn Clone refuses to give up. He continues trying to rise and 2337 is forced to keep stomping, slowly increasing his severity, almost begging him to call it quits. You restrain yourself from intervening. It’s rather difficult to watch this happening to Countdown.

At last, he raises his hand in submission, clearly at his limit or perhaps beyond.

“The fight is finished,” Wrax declares.

2337 immediately drops down to beside Countdown and starts checking him.

“Move him from the circle,” the Mandalorian says coldly, “Although he’s determined, he lacked skill here Your abilities mean nothing if you don't use them. Had they been challenged to fix something, I’ve no doubt he would have won. The battlefield, however, demands more.”

It’s maddening to listen to. How many times had Countdown managed to make his way forward with you in the simulations in close combat?! And yet, you can’t help but think, how many times had he fallen when you had not? You thought he might have been a bit better at it for all this simulations, but here 2337 had wiped the floor with him.

“The next fight,” Wrax interrupts your thought, “Step forward…”

>”CT-4528 and CT-0027.”
>”CT-2337 and CT-0027.”

>>3968337
>”CT-4528 and CT-0027.”

>>3968337
>>”CT-4528 and CT-0027.”

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>>3968357
>>3968378
>”CT-4528 and CT-0027.”

You step forward at the mention of your designation and 4528 does the same. You take one last glance at Countdown being tended to, he looks almost unconscious. It makes you angry, but you quickly check it. Wrax deserved that anger, not 4528. Your brother clone stands across from you, although the circle is more unrecognizable than anything but Wrax and 4457 standing to either side.

It’s something of a different moment than one you had just shared in the infirmary. You’ve always been much more physically capable than your squadmates, 4528 was no exception. You were clearly the better fighter of the two of you as well.

“Begin,” Wrax commanded.

>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.
>Start on the defensive, if you can counter a clumsy attack it might be over in an instant.

>>3968400
>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.

>>3968400
>>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.

>>3968400
>>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.
Remember Wrax's words. No holding back. And who knows, maybe 4582. has something up his sleeve.

>>3968400
>>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.

>>3968400
>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.
Something something strikes first, strikes last

>>3968450
>>3968413
>>3968412
>>3968411
>>3968404
>Go for the quick finish. It’s harsh, but the less it’s drawn out the better.

The three keys to your movements run through your mind. Break his defense, track his response, and counter swiftly. The trouble of course is that 4582 knows exactly the same thing. Your advantage remains though and you doubt he’ll be able to stop you.

With an aggressive lunge, you charge forward and prepare your first strike. 4582 retreats into a defensive posture and wisely blocks your strong right with both arms, preventing you from overpowering him immediately. It exposes his other side, however, and you launch your free hand forward to exploit it. To your surprise, 4582 swivels his position and focuses on countering your left. With you’re right having lost all momentum, you’re forced to settle for grabbing one his arms.

It’s still a good position and you twist his arm around and upward, hoping to shift your weight enough to bring your weight through for a throw and takedown. Your brother could have attempted his own grab to counter, but probably didn’t enjoy his chances of overpowering you. Instead he drops down and rolls with your twist, keeping your tension from being effective.

It’s not a bad move, but it does have a hard counter. As he rolls, you know precisely where he’ll have to land. You cleverly release your grip and send another strike, this time connecting with his shoulder even as he tries to dodge. It’s a blow, but not quite an effective one. He retreats to the opposite side of the circle and resumes his stance. You square up with him.

He managed to make it out of the first exchange, but the second would likely be his end. You focus yourself and re-engage, this time feinting with a left hand the soars toward his face. Again, he goes for the double arm block, but you pull the punch at the last moment and instead shoot forward your opposite leg at his feet. He jumps to dodge and seals his fate. Turning through the sweep you cock your right arm and send it forward, connecting with his helmet.

It’s a much more powerful blow and, to your surprise, he manages to avoid going straight to the ground.

“4582,” Wrax says, perhaps mockingly or perhaps thoughtfully, “You’re at a disadvantage. How can you win?”

The clone takes a deep breath as he tries to shake off the blow.

“I.. I can…” he tries to blink through the darkness surely creeping in his vision.

Suddenly a thought strikes you.

“You can,” you say…

>motioning to 4528, ”If someone helps you.”
>”If you were less predictable.”

>>3968465
>motioning to 4582, ”If someone helps you.”
I like this because it meshes with what we told him earlier. Also Wrax didn't say the fights had to 1v1 (though I don't know how he'd react to us deliberately putting ourself at a disadvantage)

>>3968479
Ditto

>>3968479
I concur

>>3968507
>>3968500
>>3968479
>motioning to 4582, ”If someone helps you.”

The Clone seems to understand your meaning and you see his eyes seem to come to realization.

“I can do it,” he says, with full resolve, “If one of my brothers helps me.”

Wrax doesn’t say anything, but the motion of his helmet betrays an ounce of surprise. You’ve never seen that.

“Very well,” the sergeant says with a steady voice, “4457, join him in this fight.”

4457, to his credit, doesn’t let his jaw drop in confusion. He immediately obeys the order and falls in beside 4582.

You’re pretty clever, you think to yourself, but now you’ll have to see if you can survive the disadvantage. The two clones opposite to you weren’t quite so much weaker than you that you could normally take two on one odds. Worse, you all had been trained for such scenarios and how to use it to your full advantage. Resisting it was a matter of good timing and a whole lot of luck.

The two of them seem to already be on the same page and they advance, giving you less time to think. 4457 goes slightly left while 4582 goes right you shift your body to try and minimize your profile with both, swiveling your head steadily. They’re going to surround you, you know, and once that happens you won’t be able to see them both at once. You have to strike before they can close and coordinate. 4582 is probably still a little foggy…

>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.
>He’ll be slow to react, allowing you to focus on the fresh 4457.

>>3968535
>>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.

>>3968535
>>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.

>>3968535
>>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.

>>3968535
>>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.


I wonder if we can learn how to pilot ships later?

Though that will be later I suppose since clones after Geonosis pull double duty on nearly everything

Btw do we have a rank yet or just private/trooper?

>>3968535
>So you can attack him before he fully recovers.

>>3968606
>>3968598
>>3968584
>>3968580
>So you must attack him before he can recover.

It’s your best shot to even the odds. In training, you were taught to single out damaged enemies to reduce the rate of incoming fire. This was the same concept.

You preempt their tandem assault for one of your own and for a third time press 4582’s guard. This time he can’t manage to block your first strike entirely and you at last break his defenses. You follow his muscle movement as his hands rise to guard his head, leaving you a clean shot into the side of his body. The strike is solid and devastating and he drops to his knee.

Training and muscle memory urged you to transition to a finishing blow, but you’re forced to improvise. Not for mercy, but for necessity. You pivot on our back leg just in time to see 4457 charging in. This time you’re on the defensive, raising your hands in quick succession to block two of his swings. His style is more striking agility than the pure power and counter-momentum of yours. Another pair of blows rain in, but it’s not too troublesome for you to endure. Another second and you’ll have your opening…

4457, realizing you’re bidding your time, quickly takes a step back to prevent himself from getting too close to you. You take a step forward to match hi--

You falter as you lose your footing for a moment, your backfoot not rising. You look down to see 4582 clutching at your leg.

Drat.

You raise your arms and brace, but 4457’s blow is already connecting before you’re fully ready. He follows through with a second that sends you reeling, still not fully able to plant your foot effectively with 4582 holding on. Sensing momentum shifting against you, you purposefully allow yourself to drop down. With a quick strike of your free leg to his helmet, you break 4582’s hold and perhaps knock him out.

It’s not enough, however, and 4457 manages to dive on top of you.

One last chance…

>Try to control his hands and make space, keep him from scoring hits
>Let him pummel you just long enough to pull off a submission

>>3968616
>>Let him pummel you just long enough to pull off a submission

>>3968616
>>Let him pummel you just long enough to pull off a submission

>>3968616
>>Let him pummel you just long enough to pull off a submission

>>3968610
Negative. Within your squad and larger company you are all simply clones.

>>3968639
So still a Cadet or The basic rank of Trooper

(Sorry studying the wiki on how the whole structure works.)

Though our squad should have 7 troopers, one corporal and a Sergeant?

I guess we will have two senior troopers along with our NCOs?

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>>3968620
>>3968631
>>3968634
>Let him pummel you just long enough to pull off a submission

4457 rears back, raising his stature and allowing space to develop his punches. You keep your guard up and head moving as he sends blow after blow down and your movement minimizes the damage for now. You’re thankful he’s not using his knees or elbows, but occasionally his shots connect, jarring your bones and bruising you beneath your armor.

Still, you can tell he’s getting frustrated by your squirming and rocking. He makes a critical mistake by planting a hand on your shoulder, trying to hold you steady. It’s all you need.

You throw your own arm outward knocking his hand away. Overextended and out of balance, he starts to fall forward and instinctively reaches out with his other arm to stop his falling. As soon as his hand hits the training ground floor, you grab onto it and contort your body, bring your opposite leg up and around his head. A simple roll of your body later and you’ve completed an arm bar. 4457 cries out in sharp pain as you place immense pressure on him.

You want to release him, but you know you can’t. Not until he’s beaten and admits it.

“I yield!” he yells at last.

You release the hold and sprawl out, exhausted. 4457 curls up, grasping and protecting his arm in pain. You manage a few short, heaving breaths before…

>Checking to see if 4528 is alright, you hit him pretty hard
>Looking in Wrax’s direction

>>3968657
Clone training squads are a bit different than the proper army structure. In this case, ours is five clones in training. There's no particular guarantee all of them will go on together to their final assignments.

>>3968692
>Checking to see if 4528 is alright, you hit him pretty hard

>>3968692
>>Checking to see if 4528 is alright, you hit him pretty hard
>>3968700
Okay, Gotcha. I do hope we do rise up in the ranks.

Are we stickign to canon battles or will we face EU ones considering there are only a few battle in the early month of the war.

>>3968692
>>Checking to see if 4528 is alright, you hit him pretty hard

>>3968704
Any particular favorite clone legion?

>inb4 we're sent to serve with The Galactic Marines

>>3968704
Honestly as long as we don't do retreads I don't care much, tho I really want a disfuntional friendship with a Padawan.

>>3968714
I kind of do but I mainly want to do the smaller foot note battles but i do want to follow the timeline.

>>3968713
Can't think of any desu....need to check

>>3968704
I'm keeping that a bit open for the moment, pending what exactly 0027 and/or friends ends up assigned to. Suffice to say, I intend to keep us pretty busy in this war.

>>3968713
>The Galactic Marines

Good God, NO! We don't wanna die that eagerly!

Sure, they get cool custom armor and all, but some (read: all) of Bacara's tactical decisions would mesh well with Pong Krell.

>>3968713
Looking at Sector armies but what is strange that they are only 5 system armies but there supposed to be 10.

>>3968702
>>3968704
>>3968713
>Checking to see if 4528 is alright, you hit him pretty hard

Still red in the face beneath your mask and slightly wheezing, you muster enough energy to roll to your side and look over at the heap on the floor that is 4528. From the slack look of his body, you can tell he’s incapacitated.

2337 looks down at you for a moment, as he passes over you to get to 4528 and check him properly. Turning back you see Countdown laying on his side, arms clutched against his chest with his helmet off and a dull look in his eyes. It’s worrying for a moment before you notice him nodding his head slightly at you, his lips slightly parting enough to make the semblance of a smile.

At last, you turn your attention to where Wrax is standing.

“Appreciate your abilities for what they are,” his voice filters out from his helmet, “The Battle Circle tests us and shows the truth. Listen and learn from it.”

A number of thoughts too complicated for your current state swirl in your head as you try to listen to the sergeant. It’s hard to hear anything but the ringing in your head.

“Your discipline is complete for now. Tomorrow you’ll run a course similar to the one from earlier. Show me what you’ve learned.”

With that, the Mandalorian commando turns and walks off the training field, leaving the majority of your squad in a scattered pile on the ground. It’s a rough night, indeed...

>>3968748
This is the last post from me for the night, I'll be back on in about 12 hours (1800 GMT) to get things rolling again. You're welcome to discuss any potential gear/tactics changes you might have gleaned from the last posts if you'd like to feed things a bit going forward. I'm more than happy to incorporate player planning in.

Feel free to ask any questions. Thanks for playing along again!

>>3968767
I do want a blaster pistol side arm if we have a chance, other then that not much, considering our rank and equipment is good.

>>3968776
I just want to get a chance to punch a jedi in the face.

>>3968792
Go back to Gears, Karen.

>>3968767
I'm wondering if it wouldn't have been better to switch to a Blaster Rifle instead of a carbine. Is the only difference between the two effective range or does the Rifle have higher stopping power?

Also thanks for running

>>3969019
You're welcome, it's nice to see other folks wanting to see the Clones in action!

The former assessment is closer to right. From a mechanics standpoint, the damage and rate of fire between a blaster carbine and a blaster rifle is functionally the same. However, the blaster rifle is more accurate and therefore has a better range. The blaster carbine has an advantage of being less cumbersome and easier to use so, if an enemy pops up or you round a corner into a contact, you usually have a chance to just start blasting.

To go a bit further, and address >>3968776 as well, the advantages of the blaster pistol usually comes down to being easier to conceal, having as a backup, or dual wielding.

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CT-0027, strategic refresher:

Yesterday’s assault course run was a mission success with time marks meeting the basic training acceptable metric. Areas of potential improvement: Squad survival rate, meeting the advanced time metric, and creativity in the field. Your interactions with your squad and sergeant yesterday, combined with your own thoughts, have provided potential options for reaching some or all of these goals.

Today’s evaluators will be judging the squad not only on the standard criteria, but with consideration you have recently run a similar course and have insight to potential enemies. As such, you will be granted more freedom in selecting your tactics and equipment than previously. You will select changes prior to your mission for immediate implementation on the assault course. You will be given a chance to confirm your selections prior to engagement with the end goal of achieving the highest performance possible.

It is recommended to establish battlefield roles and tactics for individual members prior to issuing gear. Begin selection.

Current evaluation subject: CT-0027

>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.
>Role: Warrior Specialist [Battle Circle], I am the most physically capable of the squad and I need to use my strength to the squad’s greatest advantage.
>Defer: I want to designate the role of my brothers first, and then see where I’m most needed.

>>3969530
>>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.

>Warrior Specialist [Battle Circle], I am the most physically capable of the squad and I need to use my strength to the squad’s greatest advantage.

>>3969530
>>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.

>>3969328
I mainly want it as a backup. Never a bad option considering

>>3969530
>>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.

Hope we reach the rank of Corperal

>>3969530
>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.

>>3969545
At ease soldier

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>>3969564
>>3969556
>>3969537
>>3969584
>Role: Assault Leader [Background], I have led from the front in physical training and need to do that in the field as well, my brothers will follow me anywhere.

Acknowledged. Your role on the battlefield is one of leading from the front. When it comes to the battle, you’re where the fighting is thickest and your brothers use you as a rallying point, morale source, and command beacon.

Current evaluation Subject: CT-2337

A clone with remarkable intelligence and learning capability, with a proven track record in emergency battlefield medicine and practice. Has recently shown competence in close combat as well.

>Role: Squad Medic [Background], the squad needs him close to front and able to react quickly. It’s dangerous, but his talents are too good and too important to not make use of.
>Role: Assault Team [Battle Circle], his knowledge of biology has other practical effects. Put him up front with me and let him use more violent vaccines to prevent injuries. His medical skills can be used after the fight.

>>3969595
>>Role: Squad Medic [Background], the squad needs him close to front and able to react quickly. It’s dangerous, but his talents are too good and too important to not make use of.


Need a healer

>>3969595
>>Role: Squad Medic [Background], the squad needs him close to front and able to react quickly. It’s dangerous, but his talents are too good and too important to not make use of.

>>3969595
>Role: Squad Medic [Background], the squad needs him close to front and able to react quickly. It’s dangerous, but his talents are too good and too important to not make use of.

>>3969595
>>Role: Assault Team [Battle Circle], his knowledge of biology has other practical effects. Put him up front with me and let him use more violent vaccines to prevent injuries. His medical skills can be used after the fight.

Probably possible to change this later, we need full assault team to beat the simulation.

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>>3969605
>>3969606
>>3969634
>Role: Squad Medic [Background], the squad needs him close to front and able to react quickly. It’s dangerous, but his talents are too good to not make use of.

Acknowledged. His duties are focused on keeping squadmates in the fight, keeping safe and ready until then, and providing support when needed.

Current evaluation subject: CT-4457

Top scores in marksmanship and weapons handling. Often the highest tally after missions. Recent evaluations have shown him to have excellent muscle coordination and control, including ambidexterity.

>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.
>Role: Assault Team [Battle Circle], his combat instincts and ambidexterity offers a unique chance to use his precision shooting in close combat. Give him weapons for close quarters.

>>3969640
>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.

>>3969640
>Role: Assault Team [Battle Circle], his combat instincts and ambidexterity offers a unique chance to use his precision shooting in close combat. Give him weapons for close quarters.

>>3969640
>>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.

>>3969640
>>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.

Sniper!

>>3969640
>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.

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>>3969647
>>3969690
>>3969707
>>3969709
>>Role: Squad Marksman [Background], his abilities in shooting are unmatched. Have him positioned relative to the squad providing dedicated support fire.

Acknowledged. 4457 will be tasked with providing precise and timely support fire to assist forward progress of any assault elements. He will avoid close quarter combat in favor of engaging at range.

Current evaluation subject: CT-4582 and CT-9321

With two members of the squad remaining, it’s important to weigh together how much they will both fit in.

CT-4582 has standard scores among all disciplines and training. Resilient and dependable even beyond basic clone conditioning. Performs best when operating with others and with minimal need for independence.

CT-9321 is a gifted expert at weapons and computer systems, his aptitudes as an engineer and potential vehicle operator are among the highest percentiles. His disposition at current is aimed at supporting you in direct proximity on the battlefield, though this may not be an optimal use of his talents.

>Roles (Both): Assault Team, Countdown is at his best by my side and will give me valuable insight if I miss something. 4582 will benefit from being close to me and following my lead. This will make a 3 Clone assault element, supported with fire from 4457 and medically assisted by 2337 if one of us falls.

>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

>Roles (Divided): [Background], Countdown and I can still operate together now that I can appreciate what he’s truly capable of doing. 4582 can take cues from 4457 to provide support. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

>Roles (Both): Support Team, I’m the only one capable enough to go where I do. The rest can focus on providing support fire based on my lead and exercising their talents as opportunity arises. This will make a one clone assault element, 4457 and 4582 providing dedicated fire team support, and 2237 and 9321 performing their specialist roles when I need them and supporting as a backup fire team until then.

>>3969764
>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

>>3969764
>>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

>>3969780
>>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

>>3969764
>>Roles (Bo
>Roles (Both): Support Team, I’m the only one capable enough to go where I do. The rest can focus on providing support fire based on my lead and exercising their talents as opportunity arises. This will make a one clone assault element, 4457 and 4582 providing dedicated fire team support, and 2237 and 9321 performing their specialist roles when I need them and supporting as a backup fire team until then.

>>3969788
>>3969787
>>3969780
Feelin’ a little bad that our boy Countdown is getting left behind. Hopefully we can still bro it up in the field.

>>3969764
>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

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>>3969780
>>3969787
>>3969788
>>3969801
>Roles (Divided): [Battle Circle], I need assistance in assault and 4582 is the better of the two to join me. Countdown can join with 4457 and provide supporting fire for us. His engineering talents are best outside of ground combat. This will make a 2 Clone assault element, supported by a 2 Clone fire element, and medical assistance to either by 2337.

Acknowledged. This makeup is tactically judged to be balanced. You’ll have one more opportunity after outfitting and before deployment to reassess.

The standard inventory loadout in this case is as follows:

Assault Element
CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Two Detonators
CT-4582 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Two Detonators

Fire Element
CT-9321 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Fusion Cutter
CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Two Detonators

Medical Support
CT-2337 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Bacta Dispenser

Your expanded inventory includes:

Blaster Rifles
Blaster Carbines
Blaster Pistols (In hand or on belt)
Long Barrel Blaster Rifles
Rotary Cannon
Detonators
Blast Shields (Cannot be used with Blaster Rifles)
Fusion Cutters
Bacta Dispenser

Please suggest desired, if any, equipment changes.

>>3969825
>Blast Shields

Are those mini-shield generators or are those actual hand-held shields?

>>3969825
>Blaster Pistols (In hand or on belt)

In belts, having a secondary weapon is always useful

>>3969847
Actual shields

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>>3969847
Hand-held ones, blaster proof and similar to these Riot Troopers.

>>3969825
>CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: Long Barrel Blaster Rifle, Blaster Pistol (On Belt)
Let's give the designated marksman a more appropriate weapon.

>>3969858
Qm would you mind putting the actually equipment designations as well.

>>3969856
OK, I vote to take those out for our assault team. I'm assuming a Blaster Carbine is still fairly easy to handle one handed while carrying a shield in the off-hand.

>>3969869
In terms of the blasters:
DC-15A Blaster Rifles
DC-15S Blaster Carbines
DC-17 Blaster Pistols
DLT-20A Long Barrel Blaster Rifles
Z-6 Rotary Cannon

>>3969860
I'd say the pistol would only need replace one detonator, so it could be:

CT-4457 [ACTIVE]: Long Barrel Blaster Rifle, Blaster Pistol (On Belt), Detonator

>>3969860
>>3969853
>>3969873
Based on suggestions, we currently have:

Assault Element
CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Blast Shield, Detonator, Blaster Pistol
CT-4582 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Blast Shield, Detonator, Blaster Pistol

Fire Element
CT-9321 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Fusion Cutter
T-4457 [ACTIVE]: Long Barrel Blaster Rifle, Blaster Pistol, Detonator

Medical Support
CT-2337 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Bacta Dispenser

Allowing a little more time for discussion and changes, otherwise this will be locked in.

>>3969825
>3969880
>Seconded

>Countdown should definitely take a cutter though, if that acces panel does what he thinks it should make things a lot easier

>>3969880
i thought the DLT-20A was a late clone wars weapon, I thought the clones are using this as their sniper rifle.

https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/DC-15x_sniper_rifle/Legends

>>3969916
Possibly! We can go with that if it's preferred, functionally they'll perform roughly the same.

>>3969912
I don't think our assault element needs pistols, our carbines are compact and light-weight enough. I would take another detonator instead, a single one can one-shot a turret.

>>3969925
It’s up to you, the DC-15X makes since due to it being a DC-15A derivative so people know how to handle it, and has similar handling characteristics

While the DLTa has better handiling due to magnetic grips and better shot consistency. But being a different base yet having similar rate of fire.

>>3969912
I will agree with >>3969926. No need for pistols to go with carbines.

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>>3969958
>>3969957
>>3969926
Understood. CT-0027, your squad is assembled and ready for deployment.

Current Status:

Assault Element
CT-0027 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Blast Shield, 2 Detonators
CT-4582 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Blast Shield, 2 Detonators

Fire Element
CT-9321 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Rifle, Fusion Cutter
T-4457 [ACTIVE]: Long Barrel Blaster Rifle, Blaster Pistol, Detonator

Medical Support
CT-2337 [ACTIVE]: Blaster Carbine, Bacta Dispenser

Mission Objective: Destroy all enemy forces.

Deployment in 3, 2, 1…

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>>3970007
You tighten your grip on the blast shield and advance forward onto the field, 4528 following suit with his shield behind you. You note the layout is similar to the course from yesterday: long and relatively narrow, while broken up by staggered barriers for cover. There’s no sign of the enemy yet, leading you to believe they’re likely to pop up in surprise as before. The difference between now and then, however, is that you’re carrying shields and have dedicated fire support. Overhead, Wrax watches from the balcony, this time with a second Mandalorian with him with largely red painted armor. You’re not certain which sergeant this is. A pair of Kaminoans join them again.

You quickly determine that going up the right side is likely your best bet for initial progress, allowing you to guard from the front and 4528 to guard your exposed flank. Seeing your lead, 4457 and Countdown move to the opposite side and settle in behind cover on the first barrier. A moment later, 4457’s DC-15X is ready and aimed, slowly scanning the area ahead of you. Countdown covers the opposite side next to him. All the while, 2337 slowly advances in your wake a reasonable distance back, carbine at the ready and sticking to cover when he can.

Walking forward slowly is definitely a bit strange for you compared to moving quickly between cover to cover. However, it is allowing you to advance steadily, as you near the second set of barriers. Yesterday there was a turret stationed behind there. You decide to...

>Approach low and slow, use the shields to defend yourselves as you round the corner.
>Hop over the barrier, shields forward and carbines ready to clear down the line.

>>3970018
>Approach low and slow, use the shields to defend yourselves as you round the corner.

>>3970018
>>Approach low and slow, use the shields to defend yourselves as you round the corner.

>>3970018
>>Approach low and slow, use the shields to defend yourselves as you round the corner.

>>3970046
>>3970049
>>3970064
>Approach low and slow, use the shields to defend yourselves as you rough the corner.

You crouch a bit lower, keeping your shield perpendicular to the floor and smoothly step ahead and then around the barrier. No surprise, there’s enemies waiting there. Instead of a turret, a pair of droids rise up and turn to attack!

You can’t raise your carbine without exposing both you and 4528 to their fire, but you could close the distance and engage them with the shield…

>Hold formation, weather the storm and let the fire team handle them.
>Rush forward and shield bash the first droid.

>>3970077
>Hold formation, weather the storm and let the fire team handle them.

>>3970085
>Hold formation, weather the storm and let the fire team handle them.

The droids open up on you, blasters battering the front of your shield. You brace it as best as you can, spreading your feet and supporting it low to prevent it from rocking too much. A second after the hammering shots start, they rapidly stop. There’s a retort from 4457’s sniper rifle and the first droid drops. Countdown joins in with his blaster rifle and makes short work of the second. It’s easily done you, think, but that seems to be the trigger for the next phase.

At the second barrier, four droids pop up: two ahead of you on the near side and another pair on the opposite. You direct your shield to take the incoming from the second group while 4582 does the same for the first.

The rest of the squad opens up on them, trading fire with the droid positions.

>Use your carbines to help clear out the droids
>Focus on steadily advancing toward the droid line and next set of cover

>>3970133
>>Focus on steadily advancing toward the droid line and next set of cover

>>3970133
>Focus on steadily advancing toward the droid line and next set of cover

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>>3970143
>>3970148
>Focus on steadily advancing toward the droid line and next set of cover

The droid fire would be withering, but your shields are holding up impressively. Using the wall on your back, 4528 and you are able to make inexorable progress even as the droids put more and more fire in your direction. The distraction is suitable enough to give 4457 an easy time, dropping one droid and then another in easy fashion. Countdown and 2337 pour fire on the other pair, starting to overwhelm and suppress them until you are at last at the barrier and able to take cover.

It’s then that stakes rise.

A pair of turrets begin to rise reinforcing the droid position a row of barriers down and begin to send out fire at the support team, forcing their heads down. From your position in cover you think you can take care of the remaining droids and clear these defensive positions.

>Go with detonators
>Have 4582 hold of any turret blasts while you get a shot at the droids.

I really think we should take a backup blaster pistol when we head into real combat.

>>3970172
>Go with detonators
We're in cover and we've had those turrets mow down troops in the past.

>>3970172
>>Go with detonators

>>3970172
>Go with detonators