Eriadu System, New Republic Outpost
The cities where the fighting had been most intense were quiet now, blanketed beneath plumes of black smoke. Every so often the quiet was broken by the screech of starfighters shooting by overhead, or debris crumbling on buildings left jagged and broken by the retreating Imperial's destructive charges. Brandt took everything in from one of the many auxiliary bridges on the
Brigade as General Gentke's droll voice narrated the streaming images of wreckage.
"Every stronghold we've come across looks like this," the General said. "We've come across very few survivors. It looks like they were under orders to fight to the death."
"Or possessed to do so," Brandt suggested.
"Or possessed," the General agreed tentatively. "In any case, they've left a mess. Most of their garrisons and barracks were in the middle of densely populated industrial areas and there have been no shortage of civilian deaths. Their second largest city is fighting a sprawling fire set off by the sabotage of an entire factory park. Our men have already fallen victim to sabotage and hidden explosives while patrolling and inspecting. Again in densely populated industrial and civilian areas. I don't have the man power to check an entire planet for traps, but the intel boys assure me the Imperials couldn't have planeted to many of these damned traps."
Brandt stared at the new scenes of wreckage - footage from the aftermath of one of the booby traps the General had just described. A chill went down Brandt's spine, a memory of the shadow the Dark Jedi in command of the Imperial forces had cast in his mind.
"Thank you, General," Captain Dorn's voice broke Brandts trance. He cleared his mind, drawing strength from the force.
"Yes, thank you, General. I'll be back down again in a few hours with more men to assist you in the clean up," Brandt said.
The channel went dead and the images faded from the display.
"You need to rest, Brandt. Take a few hours. Get some sleep."
Brandt's Jedi robes were burnt, stained with dirt and blood. The hundreds of deaths that had come at his hands staining deeper than the terse brown fabric. Perhaps Dorn was right.
"Have them come for me in an hour," Brandt said. "A little time to clean up and meditate may not be a bad idea."
Summary1. Craft move
2. Milestone #3 complete; Eriadu is now under NR control!
Unit StatusesNote: Squads/Groups only display the status of the last unit in the group (the damaged unit, in other words).
Fighter Group A
Location: **
Mission: CSP
(2) A-Wing Squads
(5) X-Wing Squads
(5) E-Wing Squads
| | |
MC80 Star Cruiser BRIGADE
Location: **
Shields: 2600(2600)
Armor: 1430(1430)
Hull: 1430(1430)
Systems: 650(650)
Onboard:
(6) MTRANS
- 600 Marine Troopers (5 UCR, 6/6 HP)
- 30 Speederbikes (10 UCR, 10/10 HP) | Nebulon B Frigate CRAB
Location: **
Shields: 300(300)
Armor: 300(300)
Hull: 150(150)
Systems: 150(150)
Onboard:
| Nebulon B Frigate HELIX
Location: **
Shields: 300(300)
Armor: 300(300)
Hull: 150(150)
Systems: 150(150)
Onboard:
|
|
