Eric looked through the distant streets, it was chaotic, heavy exchange of fire between the rebels and the Imperial Storm troopers. He deduced the rebels have it under control, and that he shouldn't compromise his objective. Also the person coming out of the pod seems to be on the rebels side. 

Eric tried his barely working commlink, "This is Eric Valhfiem from second unit Maw, my unit is lost, we lost them all. Please pick up first unit Maw, verify your landing. Over." 
His neck was burning, he walked over the the remains of the LAAT, his fellow unit members bleeding, no sign of life. Eric managed to break a medical aid compartment and took a multi-purpose foam supporter that he put around his neck to brace it. He stared at the bodies, felt he was somehow- or at least a little- responsible for their meaningless deaths. 

"This is Baronita Adiska, I am the sole survivor of first unit Maw. One seems to be missing, the rest are dead. We landed without problems, but once the LAAT doors were open, Storm troopers were waiting for us. I am 245 steps away from the mine entrance, over." A voice of a young woman interrupted the busy ambience sound of gunfire and explosions on the commlink. 

"Adiska? By the force! I am glad to hear you live! This is Eric. Are you alright?" Eric asked, with a soft worried tone.
"I am sorry, I am not sure I am familiar. Though you are on second unit Maw?" Adiska asked. 
"It is me Eric! We did that thing in the hanger once, when we were supposed to attend weapon maintenance briefing."
A pause followed, gunfire resumed. 
"You Bastard! Well, will talk about that later, we need to get into the mine. There is just the two of us. Any ideas?" 
"We should look for the missing individual from your unit, and I will try to ask for help on my commlink, send me your coordinates. Expect a handsome bald rebel." He chuckled.