Sixer: "Flake.....there's not much longer for me......take......m-my.....armour....."
Flake: "I will wear it wherever I go....."
Flake reaches out and takes off Sixer's chest plate.
And clips it onto his armour.
Flake: "Sixer is dead...."
Pick: "He was a good soldier...."
Suddenly a shuttle flies over head.
Pick: "That would be the reinforcements I called."
Pick: "Alright, men, MOVE out!"
They arrive at the shuttle to find a huge clone trooper waiting.
Pick: "You must be Commander Jolter. I'm ARC Commander Pick, at your service, sir."
Pick: "Alright, men, Get onto the shuttle. We're going home."
A few hours later on the Republic Cruiser "Victory".....
Blister: "Commander Pick, is it?"
Pick: "Yes, sir, Thank you for rescuing us."
Blister: "I read your file, commander, your and excellent trooper. I want more troopers like you in my squad. So I asked the general and you and your men have been promoted. You are now part of the Raptor Squad. I will be assigning your men in groups to my Elite Troopers. They will be your captains and you will obey them. I hope you like how we do things around here.
Welcome to the Raptor Squad!"