Chance walked out of his meeting with General Arligan Zey and slammed his fist into the wall. The pain brought back most of his reasoning, but he still couldn’t believe it. Why is it the 91st always gets the suicide missions? He thought angrily to himself as he looked at the dent he had put in the wall out side the Generals door. He chuckled to himself as he rubbed his armor fist and walked towards the barracks.
“Attention!” Cassus barked at the regiment as Chance walked in. Technically he was their CO, but he never thought of himself as such. “At ease gentlemen.” Chance said as he walked over to Cassus. “Its good to see you son.” He said as he clapped the ARC trooper on the shoulder. “Heard the last mission was though.” Cassus didn’t say anything, but Chance could tell he was still grieving his brothers who he has just lost.
Chance turned to the others. “Alright men, we have been tasked with taking out a Separatist super weapon on the planet Dxun. This is a Jungle planet, or moon I should say, is in the Onderon system. According to Intel the Seppies have decided to build a lab there and think of different ways to kill us. We have been assigned the task of stopping them. But before we can do that we need to find the kriffing thing. So I have been ordered to pick a team and scout out the place before the rest of you arrive. This is most likely a suicide mission.”
“Huh when isn’t it?” came a voice from the troopers in front of him. “Congratulations Quin, you’re the first one to volunteer.” Chance said. Buy now he knew every clone in his squad by name and the minor accents that they all seemed to have. They were all clones, but they weren’t all the same. Quin stepped forward. “Glad I could be of service sir.” He said with a smile. Chance nodded at him “Before we continue I thought I might add that we have the pleasure of entertaining two Jedi on this mission.” Chance saw Cassus’s jaw tighten and his fist clench at the mention of Jedi involvement. He noted that and continued with his orientation. “Do we have any more volunteers?” Cassus stepped forward. Chance nodded at him, glad that he had chosen to go with him.
Just then Chance’s comlink chimed at him. “Alright men, we will continue this later, but be thinking about it. Dismissed.” As the clones dispersed Chance walked over to Cassus. “So I take it you don’t like the fact that we have two Jedi with us.” Cassus’s jaw clinched. “They are the reason Joad and Rock didn’t make it back. Led them into a kriffing ambush and left them to die!”
“Easy now son. It wasn’t these Jedi.” Chance said trying to calm down the ARC trooper. Cassus barked a harsh laugh. “They’re all the same. They play general while the rest of us suffer for it. They don’t understand what it is to lead.” Chance couldn’t help but agree with Cassus. “I know son, but they are the generals so we have to listen to them for the most part.” Cassus nodded and walked out of the barracks to the mess hall.
“So is just now learning that the Jedi use us at every possible point to further their gain?” Clone marshal Commander Neyo asked Chance as he entered the barracks. “Hes just upset that we lost Joad and Rock.” Neyo chuckled “They are better off dead. That way they don’t have to go through the bell you are about the put these men through.” Chance let out a small sigh and leaned up against the wall. “Theres a reason Zey sends us on these missions.”
“Yah, we can do better than anyone else with the least casualties. That’s all he cares about.”
“Huh your probably right. Well I assume you’re here to introduce me to the new Jedi Generals.” Chance said as he put his helmet on. “Your correct on that lieutenant.” Neyo said as he lead him down the hall to the meeting room. “This will be an interesting briefing, just try not to kill them before the mission lieutenant.” Neyo said over his shoulder. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” Chance said smiling under his buy’ce.