100 Advance and Secure IV

(Wow. We made it to 100. Don't expect this to be the end. I have WAY too much plot to cover for this to end anytime soon. Also, I like how this one is going much better than the previous one so I don't foresee it being dropped until I'm done.)

-7:07 PM-

*Bvvvvvv* *VMMMMMMMMMMMMMM*

The ramp of the tank I had just loaded into closed, leading to the engine roaring as it broke into a sprint. We were headed to our next objective.

There were only three enemy positions remaining. Two FOBs and their main base. The jamming still remained a problem so we presumed that it was coming from their main.

Thinking of the jamming, I was curious what the situation in orbit and on Little Kessel was. There was no turbolaser fire visible in orbit this morning. Based on the reports, it seemed to have stopped sometime last night.

How many cruisers did we lose? How many did they lose? I could only conclude tat we lost since we haven't received any air support. Then again, they haven't received any either. There have been no ships in a while aside from their small freighters that are purely for logistics.

Thus, it must have been mutual destruction or a pyrrhic victory. So many people dead.

*BOOM* *DUKDUKDUKDUKDUKDUKDUKDUK*

A nearby explosion shook the tank as we returned fire. I once again tightened my grip on the hanging strap. I had good balance but I didn't want to fall over in front of my guild members. Can't become a meme, can I?

*Pnk* "Arrival in 15 seconds." *Pnk*

I sighed. This one would be troublesome. All of the FOBs henceforth have walls. Tall ones. This makes an assault much more difficult.

Inside the tank, there was only the sounds of people shifting and blasters being double, triple, and quadruple checked. We were all exhausted. We had been endlessly attacking for about 10 hours.

*SHHHHHHHHT* *DUKDUKDUKDUKDUKDUK*

The tank slid to a stop once more. I released the strap and shook my head. "Ah shit, here we go again."

A few people laughed, but most remained silent with a smile on their faces. I felt the tension loosen just slightly through the force. What use does a leader have other than bolstering morale? One can command and tell people what to do all they want but instilling confidence in those that follow you does infinitely more.

*Bvvvvvv* *DUKDUKDUKDUKDUKDUK*

The ramp started opening and the darkness of night crept in. A gust of wind broke through the widening gap, sending a shiver through my bones. It was pretty cold outside.

I smiled wryly and cleared my throat. "BOB AND WEAVE! GET TO THE WALL AS FAST AS POSSIBLE!"

Leading the charge, I hopped out of the tank, bypassing the ramp entirely with some slight assistance of the force.

As I hit the ground, a heavy drop of rain hit my nose, some water splashing into my eye. I blinked and looked to the skies to see clouds of black and coal rolling in. The clouds were illuminated by lightning flashing within.

The rain had come.

*BOOOOOOM*

Thunder roared in the sky after its claws of lightning slashed at the ground some distance towards the horizon. This storm was going to be a big one.

I stepped forward, moving towards the corner of the tank with rhythmic steps at a slow pace. My hair tie had long disappeared so I flicked my head back, clearing the hair from my face.

Once around the tank, my eyes feasted upon the fortified wall in front of me. Several spots on it were up in flames, drowning in smoke. This was evidence of the emplacements being obliterated by the heavy laser cannons on top of the tank.

I held out my right hand and tugged the object dangling off my waist, pulling it right into the palm of my hand through strings of the force.

*Bzhhhhhhh*

As the rain picked up in intensity, my lightsaber ignited. A purple halo formed around it as mist floated in the air.

Swinging my lightsaber across my body, a blaster bolt was effortlessly deflected into the ground. Glancing towards the source, I found a line of enemies aiming their blasters towards me.

They all fired their weapons in the space of a fraction of a second, attempting to drown me in a river of blue streaks.

I held my lightsaber across my body and blocked one blaster bolt. Quickly, I rotated my arm and blocked another blaster bolt before it could hit my face.

As I escaped that momentary danger, I noticed four people pop up on top of the wall holding rocket launchers. Upon seeing them aiming towards my precious tank, I broke into a sprint.

I felt their anticipation through the force as they lined up their shot, preparing to squeeze the trigger. "OH NO YOU DON'T!"

With my lightsaber already trailing behind me, I swung my arm forwards, releasing my lightsaber as I threw it towards these daring vandals.

A ring of purple light formed as my lightsaber sped through the air. With the torrential rain that had begun to fall, it quickly turned into a sphere of glowing mist.

Before they could fire their rocket launchers, my lightsaber reached its destination. A liberated head with a confused expression flew into the air as the laser sword raced past its owner. Through the force, I reached out and urged it to return to me.

On its way back, it bisected another rocket launcher holder's head. I had quite literally killed two birds with one stone.

As it was coming back to me, I took two heavy and leaping steps. Upon hitting the ground the second time, I used the force to propel myself into the air.

Unfortunately, I wasn't quite skill enough as of yet to clear the wall. Thus, I was only able to hit the top of it with just enough height to grab the edge of the wall with my left hand.

I reached into the air with my right hand and caught my lightsaber before driving it forwards and skewering the rocket trooper that was right above me.

*PSHHHHH*

My head shot to the left as I heard the sound of a rocket being launched. With just a glance, I was able to tell that it would crash into the tank that was still unloading the last of my platoon.

(For information on groups of soldiers, look in volume zero.)

I quickly pulled my lightsaber out of the man I had just rotisserie cooked and then pulled myself up. Using my feet, I stepped up the wall and then pushed off.

I soared through the air, flipping backwards as I moved away from the wall. Getting on top of the wall was not a smart option. Despite being in the air, I wasn't sure what I would find once I got on top of the wall.

While flipping, I reached out with my left hand and called upon the force. I was able to see the moment when the fourth rocket trooper's expression dropped. This was exactly when I had grasped onto him with the force and pulled him off the wall and away from the enemy FOB.

He floated in the air for a moment before I swung my hand, flinging him straight into the ground head first. If it wasn't raining so hard, I would have most likely heard the nauseating sound of his spine shattering. He was dead the instant he hit the ground.

I gracefully spun in the air and stuck the landing on the freshly wet ground. My landing was just ten feet from the wall, so I leapt forwards and was once more covered from enemy blaster fire.

Looking around, I watched the tank pulling away as the last of the surviving infantry rushed through the last few yards between them and the wall. It seemed that most of my two dozen men made it. I could only hope that the other two attack angles achieved the same result. Each tank could only fit these two dozen troopers after all.

With a deep breath, I pulled my second lightsaber from my belt and ignited it. I then held them both above my head and made a man-sized hole in the wall. Once the cut out was done, I threw my hands forward, using the force to send the piece of concrete flying into the base.

I quickly stepped through the hole. With just a glance, my expression dropped and I immediately regretted my decision. "FUCK!"

I lunged backwards and ducked behind the wall. My actions were just in time as a hail of blaster bolts streamed through the hole. "Shit, that was close."