Liberators

[Hugo Ion]

Hutt Space, Nar Kaaga, Imperial Larbor Camp 246
Dice Thread​

A behemoth vehicle rolled through the mud covered road toward the camp a mile away. Inside what was supposed to be a wheeled transport carrying Imperial reinforcements were a full company eighty rebels. It had been highjacked a few hour ago. A Duros in makeshift armor made his way out of the one front seats, heading for the back.

While walking in that direction Hugo Ion took a deep breath and released it. This mission was rather personal for him. Being an ex forced laborer the rebel leader had more than a idea of what to expect inside the facility up ahead. Hundreds of souls crammed together in poor filthy conditions to slave away until they wither then died.

Just thinking about it, made his right hand shake for a few seconds. Keep it together Hugo. He told himself upon the moment of reaching the rear. Before him in the passenger seats arranged on opposite sides were men and women assigned to mission. They busy themselves with cleaning their weapons, chatting with one another or even a few quietly prayed to whatever deities they believed.

The hardest part is the waiting.

Clearing his throat, the rebels stopped and centered their focus on the Alliance who stood in the door way.

”My fellow rebels within a few minutes we will be entering the camp. Remember the objective is to take the camp’s headquarters swiftly as possible. It’s from there the Imps control the anti-air turrets. Once those guns are taken out our fighters and transports will move in upon a signal flare. The prisoners are counting on us we must not let them down.”

Pausing he looked around the host of freedom fighters and asked.

“Any questions?”

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[Devrim Wolfe]

Dressed in the black armoured Jedi Robes that he'd become accustomed to wearing, Devrim stood near the rear of the massive armoured transport that rumbled rhythmically as the rebel force neared its destination. Along with the bulk of the troops that accompanied them for the mission, the Rebel Commander had also brought along his personal Wolf Squadron of 12 that had been assigned to his personal command. With the evacuation of Phaeda, Devrim had been taking his men out for more and more operations just like this one. Only this particular mission was different — they were being commanded by the Commander of the Galactic Alliance himself.

The Jedi looked up to Hugo as a rebel, perhaps more than some. Having once been a part of the extremist Dxun cell that had been ordered to cease operations, Devrim knew that his actions would be scrutinized more than others because of his past. He certainly wasn't proud of it, but since rejecting the extremists long ago, Devrim had done everything he could to prove his loyalty to the Alliance and to the Jedi Order. He had demonstrated this even further than most, being one of the only active operatives of the Internal Division within the rebellion — a fact that few other than Commander Ion were aware of.

His eyes trailing the Duros as Hugo moved to the rear of the transport, Devrim cradled his faceless helm under his arm as he listened to the mission briefing. Short but to the point, just the way the Jedi liked it. The men stayed silent in response to Hugo's query for questions, though Devrim spoke loud and clear. "Are we taking any Imperial prisoners, or are we shooting on sight, Sir?" The Jedi was physically and mentally prepared to do both — but he would await confirmation from his fearless leader before the operation was underway. The lumbering transport slowed and lurched as it came to a stop. They had arrived, and within moments the massive doors would open and the fighting for these prisoners' freedom would begin.

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[Hugo Ion]

Hugo’s red eyes fell on the armored Jedi once asked the question. Devrim Wolfe, a name he had come across in a few reports. His past association to the Dxun cell had made the alliance leader very suspicious of him. Yet the human had proven to be a capable rebel operative before being accepted into the Order. If Leah trusts this man so can I.

As for the inquiry it was legitimate one Ion would agree. Wolfe got his answer rather quickly.

“We’ve take prisoners as soon as we secure the command center. However, Wolfe you’re a Jedi now so you need to be focus on protecting your comrades not killing anyone who is trying to surrender. The sooner the objective is achieved the better chance of avoiding such an outcome.”

Ion can be ruthless, but would prefer to avoid becoming the very thing he hated. Of course it will be hard to treat camp guards with mercy. It wasn’t too long before their vehicle stopped. Once that happened the rebel force stood and positioned themselves in front of the back door with weapons ready. Tension was in the air as they all waited until the door opened. Soon as that happened, the commandos sprang forth like a wave into a massive garage.

The Imperial troops occupied with their duties taken off guard by the sudden assault. Blasterfire erupted, cutting down several camp personal in front of the rebels. A few Imperials recovered quickly and took cover behind crates or parked speeders firinv back, killing and wounding a few attackers. The battle for the camp was on as the sirens wailed across the facility.

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[Devrim Wolfe]

Nodding in acknowledgement of his Commander's orders, Devrim replied with a quick, "Understood, Sir," before turning to the rest of his troops. Seconds before the massive doors opened, the Jedi turned to his personal squadron. "Fight well, soldiers. You are a part of something bigger than yourself — fight for your homes, your families. Fight for the freedom of these prisoners and the liberation of the Galaxy. Forward, Rebels!" As one, Wolf Squadron raised their fists and gave a great cry of jubilation. Sunlight poured into the massive transport as the doors finally opened.

While the Rebels had been able to cut down several of the troops that were going about their business in the camp, the Imperials responded quickly and took up positions to fight back. Realizing the crucial moment that they needed to leave the transport, Devrim drew upon the Force and let the Light flow through his very being. The moment the Imperials began returning fire, the Jedi threw his armoured hands forward with a cry. A semi-invisible barrier formed in front of the entire opening of the transport, stopping every single blaster shot and rocket fired by the Imperials. ♦ The Rebels poured out of the troop transport with zero casualties, taking up positions and advancing on the enemy with the protection of the Jedi.

"It's a Jedi! TAKE HIM DOWN!" An Imperial sergeant roared. The opposition, instead of backing off in fear, was instead invigorated by the opportunity to slay a Jedi. ♦ Having to lower the barrier to not exhaust himself, Devrim found he was now the center of attention and about to take a lot of fire from the enemy. In a way, this was good as the rest of the Alliance troops would be able to take advantage of the distraction and gain the upper hand. But the Jedi knew he couldn't continue standing where he was.

"With me, Wolf Squadron!" he called out to his men, leaping from the transport and stretching out his hand. The bronze and Brylark hilt of Devrim's lightsaber snapped from his belt to his hand, casting a vibrant emerald hue on the surroundings as it was ignited. "We'll approach the headquarters from the eastern side," Devrim communicated to the Alliance Commander. Raising his lightsaber to deflect incoming blaster shots, he pushed forward into cover where they could take out more opposition before advancing further.

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[Hugo Ion]

The rebels stormed through taking full advantage of the cover Devrim Wolfe was providing with the force. Hugo briefly watched with amazement at the barrier before positioning himself behind a large metal container. He aimed at one of the Imperials yards away exposing himself and fired. Two bolts caught the human in the chest, dropping him to the floor dead. Most of the hostiles centered their attention toward the newly discovered Jedi.

No doubt they want to earn favor with their Sith masters.

Ion spit to the side with disgust. Fortunately, their newfound obsession can be used against them. The commander hand signal the squads with him to provide covering fire for Wofle and his own squadron. A murderous bombrament of blaster bolts was unleashed, killing and wounding further hostiles in the garage. Hearing the Jedi’s word on the commlink Hugo answered.

“Roger, give them hell.”

Turning back to the rebels beside Ion pointed to western entrance to the command. “Press forward rebels!” At that command the freedom fighters lead by the Duros charged out of their positions, shouting forth battle cries. Due to the distraction of the Jedi the camp garrison members were overwhelmed by the onslaught cut down by laser shots or killed in close quarters. The survivors on the western flank flee into the building with Hugo’s large team in pursuit.

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[Devrim Wolfe]

Receiving confirmation from the Alliance Commander, Devrim motioned to his squadron. "Keep up the pressure on them men, I'll take three and flank them!" A myriad of affirmative shouts rose above the din of battle, and Wolf Squadron reached over their cover to lay down suppressive fire on the enemy. Crouching low, the Rebel Commander tapped the shoulders of three of his best who followed close by. Calling upon the Force to aid him, Devrim reached out with his hand and stirred up a great cloud of dust to cover his movements around the Imperial troops. Unnoticed, he continued onward with his three rebels in tow.

Now facing the left flank of the eastern side of the building, Devrim let out a great battle cry as he vaulted into combat. His men followed and they caught the Imperials completely off guard — successfully cutting down swathes of the enemy forces and clearing a path forward. ♦ However, they were met with one large obstacle. Though they had temporarily gained the upper hand, guarding the building entrance was a mighty Humbler-class Assault Tank. Heavily armed with a turreted heavy cannon and forward-facing blasters, Devrim readied himself as they faced off against the beast.

"Tormod!" the Jedi shouted to one of his men. "Hit that with the PIPE!" Thankfully, the Rebel Commander had loaned his personal launcher to the trooper before the fight had begun. Now it would be coming in handy. Devrim raised his lightsaber and slowed his breathing. He knew that it was possible to deflect such powerful blaster shots, but he didn't want to test it if he didn't need to. "This thing is slow — take advantage of that," Devrim communicated to his squadron, himself circling the tank to be out of range of the front-facing heavy repeaters. Ominously, the turret slowly tracked his movement. In the back of his mind, Devrim hoped that Commander Ion was having success entering the building and taking control of the compound. If nothing else, the Jedi was providing an excellent distraction for Hugo's group.

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[Hugo Ion]

Entering inside the hallway Ion’s team advanced steadily with weapons at the ready. The commander couldn’t help but feel a sick feeling being in this place, examining the clear white walls on each side of them and Imperial decorations on display. The Duros displayed a scowl, his anger increasing at the very sight. While the garrison had nice warm quarters their prisoners were forced to live in cold and filthy barracks, starving to death.

Three Imperials rushed out a door on the corridor to flee but the rebels in front fired on them repeatedly, tearing the small group to pieces. Sparing only a glance at the newly made corpses Hugo informed his troops “The Commandant’s office is upstairs to the left. Let’s move out.” Turning the corner the rebel leader messaged the other team. “Wolf Squadron status report?”

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[Devrim Wolfe]

From his place in cover, Tormod had plenty of time to set up the heavy tank-buster. It certainly helped that the Humbler wasn't moving anywhere in a hurry — they were notoriously immobile and slow. Smoke shot out the back of the PIPE VII as the projectile rushed toward the armored hull of the tank. At that exact moment, Devrim imbued his limbs with the Force, giving him impossible speed and agility. Doing so allowed him to barely escape the plasma that erupted from the turret of the heavy tank and exploded where the Jedi once stood. He could feel pieces of shrapnel and plasma burn into the armour plating on his right shoulder and arm, but ignored it as he rushed forward to attack.

The rocket from the PIPE penetrated the thick armour and detonated from within. The explosion sent a plume of thick, black smoke rising from the escape hatch on top. To ensure the Humbler-class was truly dealt with, Devrim plunged his lightsaber into the tracks and dragged it along the side as he ran to the rear of the tank. Now fully destroyed, the path before them was clear to advance. Waving his men forward, they all broke from their cover and converged on Devrim's position. "We've reached the building, all Imperials have been taken out. No casualties." ♦

Looking across the camp that had been turned into a battlefield, all Devrim could see were the incarceration buildings where the prisoners were being held. "No more opposition yet, but we will stand here in case reinforcements arrive." Taking up positions near the building, it was now held by the Rebels. All Hugo needed to do was take down the Commandant and free the imprisoned labourers. The day was nearly won for the Galactic Alliance.

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[Hugo Ion]

“Acknowledged Wolf leader maintain your position.”

Hugo replied back while him and his team climbed the stairs. Two minute later the rebels reached the top and we’re shot at by several hostiles hiding behind computer stations and desks. Spreading out the freedom fighters returned fire while both sides exchanged curses with one another.

Taking cover behind one panel Hugo raised himself and spotted the commandant in his officer’s uniform and wielding a pistol. With a new target Hugo set his weapon to stun and was about to shoot when a stray bolt across his left side. Grunting in pain the Duros aimed center mass and pulled the trigger. Two stun blasts flew forth and struck the middle aged human in the chest and he dropped face first unconscious. At the sight of their defeated leader, the surviving Imperials ceased behind their defense and raised their hands to surrender.

For another second or two the shooting continued from the rebels before Ion ordered them to stop. Gritting teeth from the fresh made wound the commander called out to his rebels. “Secure the prisoners and shut off the turrets.” Then he proceeded to inform Devrim and his group of their success. With the air defense done and the all clear signal given Alliance transports protected by a whole squadron of starfighters descended upon the camp’s landing pads. The operation was accomplished.

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//End Thred