Oya let out a whoop as he got the Pict Carrier’s transmission. Oya wasn’t sure of what the politics of it were. Aranar might not be happy accepting help from a faction not of the Republic, or possibly even one against the Republic, but right then he didn’t care. Allies of circumstance and all of that. They were Mandalorians first, enemies of the Sith second, loyal to the Republic third. In that order. As far as Oya was concerned the more help the better. Only a fool would turn down help fighting the Sith. Aranar might grumble, but his brothers would back him up.
“Acknowledged Valiant. Welcome to the fight!” Oya responded over comms.
Oya and the rest of the Skirata Clan let out a cheer as they watched the Sith Lord fall. The moment was short lived however as they received a distress signal from the city.
“Everyone back on the ship!” Oya shouted to the Clan. A rush of Mandalorians burst towards the ship like jetpack rocket fuelled fireworks guided towards the landing ramp.
“Hold on Kamlos! We’re coming!” Oya responded to the distress call
“Come one, Come on.” Oya muttered while the ship was once again packed with Mandalorians from Clan Skirata who all scrambled to the positions on ship. Oya was relieved of command controls by his brother Udesiir. Kane took his position in the hangar with the starfighters. Aranar originally started towards the command chair hesitated and glanced at Oya. Oya hesitated as well. It was normally his position.
“Orders sir?” Aranar stiffened into military posture.
They came into sight of the city being attacked on all fronts by a horde of beasts, some of them native to Dxun some of them twisted by Sith experiments. It was clear the city would be overrun.
“Prepare for defense and evacuation plan!” Oya yelled.
“Come in Valiant. City is under attack, requesting aid to provide suppressing covering fire on the Jungle while we defend and evacuate.”
“Aranar take command of the ship, judge when to come down and begin evacuations. Udesiir you run the gun crews we need accurate fire the creatures. Kane lead your starfighters on strafing runs, keep them busy and keep any more flying Drexl off of the Corvette while it lays down ground fire. The rest of the Clan with me. We take position on the walls for as long as possible then cover fire leap frog back into the city centre. Once the town has gathered we bring the Corvette down and do a rushed evacuation no time to be pretty about it.”
Oya let out the commands the Clan saluted and ran to their tasks. Oya nearly run out the airlock before a clan member grabbed him and pointed out his backpack doubtfully. Oya cursed and wasted precious time grabbing a spare one from the armoury.
Finally he jetted down to join his people on the walls.
“Thought you’d have all the fun without us?!” Oya laughed to Kamlos.
From their it was hard fighting. They lasted as long as they could, then presented a controlled retreat, with half the clan running back taking position and providing covering fire, before the second half ran and jetted back a position behind them, all the way to the centre. The Corvette was already beginning evacuations when they arrived.
“Hold position! Circle around the square! We hold this ground!” Oya commanded.
They held as long as they could. Children went first then civilians. Which in a Mando clan meant non Mandos. Oya thought he might have an issue with arguing who would go last. Too many volunteers. It was decided for them as the beasts broke through their lines and a mad rush for the ship was had as it began to take off. Oya hung in the air with his jet pack last, saving as many as he could before he finally relented. Oya sighed as he watched the town be consumed under a writhe of beasts.
“Evacuation complete. Let’s get out of here” Oya said into the comms.
“Acknowledged Valiant. Welcome to the fight!” Oya responded over comms.
Oya and the rest of the Skirata Clan let out a cheer as they watched the Sith Lord fall. The moment was short lived however as they received a distress signal from the city.
“Everyone back on the ship!” Oya shouted to the Clan. A rush of Mandalorians burst towards the ship like jetpack rocket fuelled fireworks guided towards the landing ramp.
“Hold on Kamlos! We’re coming!” Oya responded to the distress call
“Come one, Come on.” Oya muttered while the ship was once again packed with Mandalorians from Clan Skirata who all scrambled to the positions on ship. Oya was relieved of command controls by his brother Udesiir. Kane took his position in the hangar with the starfighters. Aranar originally started towards the command chair hesitated and glanced at Oya. Oya hesitated as well. It was normally his position.
“Orders sir?” Aranar stiffened into military posture.
They came into sight of the city being attacked on all fronts by a horde of beasts, some of them native to Dxun some of them twisted by Sith experiments. It was clear the city would be overrun.
“Prepare for defense and evacuation plan!” Oya yelled.
“Come in Valiant. City is under attack, requesting aid to provide suppressing covering fire on the Jungle while we defend and evacuate.”
“Aranar take command of the ship, judge when to come down and begin evacuations. Udesiir you run the gun crews we need accurate fire the creatures. Kane lead your starfighters on strafing runs, keep them busy and keep any more flying Drexl off of the Corvette while it lays down ground fire. The rest of the Clan with me. We take position on the walls for as long as possible then cover fire leap frog back into the city centre. Once the town has gathered we bring the Corvette down and do a rushed evacuation no time to be pretty about it.”
Oya let out the commands the Clan saluted and ran to their tasks. Oya nearly run out the airlock before a clan member grabbed him and pointed out his backpack doubtfully. Oya cursed and wasted precious time grabbing a spare one from the armoury.
Finally he jetted down to join his people on the walls.
“Thought you’d have all the fun without us?!” Oya laughed to Kamlos.
From their it was hard fighting. They lasted as long as they could, then presented a controlled retreat, with half the clan running back taking position and providing covering fire, before the second half ran and jetted back a position behind them, all the way to the centre. The Corvette was already beginning evacuations when they arrived.
“Hold position! Circle around the square! We hold this ground!” Oya commanded.
They held as long as they could. Children went first then civilians. Which in a Mando clan meant non Mandos. Oya thought he might have an issue with arguing who would go last. Too many volunteers. It was decided for them as the beasts broke through their lines and a mad rush for the ship was had as it began to take off. Oya hung in the air with his jet pack last, saving as many as he could before he finally relented. Oya sighed as he watched the town be consumed under a writhe of beasts.
“Evacuation complete. Let’s get out of here” Oya said into the comms.
