Rush: We gotta' haul @$$ if we want to meet with McGinnis any time soon. Gresh, stay back and guard the ship.
Cpl. Gresh (Engineer w/ grey arms): You got it sir.
Pvt. Tratton: Aarg!
A deadly Droideka sneaks behind the air craft and fires on the surprised team.
Cpl. Gresh: Where the hell did that come from?!
Cpl. Forix (remaining basic clone): Light that thing up!
The clones all target the droid and blast away.
Forix's blaster rifle-wielding hand is shot off (a charred mess), as the Droideka's fire skims the limb and hits the clone right in the chest. He crashes to the ground giving a short cry of pain.
The Droideka activates it's shields and turns to fire on Cpl. Gresh, blasting seats from the dropship, but not really hitting the engineer.
A lucky shot from Pvt. Ace succeeds in breeching the shield...
... and effectively takes the Droideka out of commission.
Rush: Tratton's dead. Let's give him the respect he deserves.
Pvt. Ace: You able to stand?
Cpl. Forix: Yeah... Don't know how effective i'll be without my good hand though...
The small squad forms a small burial site for their fallen brother.
Cpl. Forix: Ya' can't save 'em all, Commander (Referring as much to his stump as to Tratton).
Rush: Let's move. We've wasted enough time as it is. Ace, cover our @$$.
Not so far away...
Pvt. Romeo: Cap! I don't think you'll like this...
Pvt. Romeo (black arms): We got a large droid facility in that direction, and they have scouts.
Cpl. Gree (red armor) (to the captain (green armor)): What's our plan of attack, sir?
Cpt. McGinnis: We don't.
Pvt. J0cker (orange): But sir!
Cpt. McGinnis: I'm not leading you all into a mass killing. I've taken it upon myself to get you boys outta' here, and I intend to see my mission through.
Pvt. Zak (Engineer with yellow arm): Whatever your choice, sir, we're with you all the way.
Pvt. Ace: Captain! Sir!
Cpl. Gree: Whoa. Easy there, sniper. State your name and rank.
Cpt. McGinnis: Come on off him, Corporal. What's the situation, sniper?
Pvt. Ace: My squad's lookin' for you. I'll let them fill in all the details.
Rush: Ah! Captain! Good to see you're still alive. I've got your ticket out of here. My engineer's fixing up our landing craft, and it should fit us all.
Cpt. McGinnis: Should?
Rush: Here's most of my team. The sniper is Private Ace. He's quiet and he gets the job done right, no questions asked. The other's Corporal Forix. He's dependable, but recently lost his good hand.
Cpl. Gresh: Ship's fixed! We're ready to load up and take off!
Pvt. J0cker: Scratch that. I think we might've run into a little droid problem...