Raven Squad Abanandoned

"Negative Raven Squad. Your on your own. Prepare to engage."

"Copy that!"

Twister sighed. Looks like were on our own again. Lets get this over with this. Even so a smile crept up his face. Twister was now in his element, his gloved hands gripped his precious DC-17. Salty sweat poured onto his face, creeping down from his forehead into his mouth. His eyes were wide and on alert, his ears were listening for any conspicuous noise. They had to be cautious. It was all so invigorating. He sighed contentedly before he spoke to his squad mates.

"You heard Command! Move like you got a purpose! Go, go, go!"

"Sir! Yes, sir,"

Now he was definitely in his element. Twister's hot, tempered gasps of breathes soon became indistinguishable from the distant footsteps of the LAAT's. His mouth was dry as Tatooine. His heart was beating fast as locomotive. He was tired beyond comprehension, regardless the man kept moving forward.

The Republic was counting on them. Failure wasn't an option; death to be a better option than failing at some points. He was a Republic Commando, the best of the best. He was born to win.

"Cover me 34! 45 take the left flank! 91 take the right flank. I'm taking forward flank. "

"Enemy craft inbound!" yelled Blackout.

"Kicker take the out!"

"With pleasure, Sarge! Heads up vod"

The commando briefly looked back when he heard the explosion and smiled as the sight of the droid gunship plummeting to the ground.

For a moment everything was silent. Nothing moved. Nothing breathed. Then another explosion went off. And then another and another.

"That's the last of them, Sarge! Everything is clear."

"Copy that Kicker," Twister responded," raven Squad, find cover and rest for a while."

The squad was quick to react. It wasn't hard to find a rock to cower behind, there was nothing but rocks on this blasted planet.

Blackout patted the dirt that was next to him. Twister took the hint and smiled as he sat down next to his brother.

"How ouch longer do we got to wait here?'

"As long as command wants us too."

Frost cursed," Kriffing di'kuts." he said through the intercom.

"Calm your shebs off," Kicker responded," We'll get out of hereon enough. Right Sarge?"

Twister simply nodded. He didn't actually know and he wasn't about to tell his men Command had abandoned them.

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Here's another piece featuring Raven Squad! And a story too Hope you guys enjoyed it!

Raven Squad:
(from left to right)
RC-7767 "Twister"
RC-7745 "Frost"
RC-7734 "Blackout"
RC-7791 "Kicker"

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