[@Shiny Keldeo]"Sergeant Lucky, Get Your Forces Out of there! Hailfire Droids are Inbound to Your Location, You'll be Slaughtered!" is what Lucky heard in reply. "Yes, sir. Right away." He replied. He then proceeded to give the retreat order. "Everyone, incoming Hailfire droids. Destroy everything you can, then fall back to initial positions, right now!" The comms lit up with a mass reply of "Yes sir." as the clones acknowledged his order. As he was gathering the last of his men, Lucky noticed a group of wounded. "Sir, the walker's already full, and we won't be able to move them fast enough." the trooper standing watch over the wounded said. "I understand, trooper. I'll call command, see if they can't spare a gunship. If not..." He handed the trooper two Thermal Detonators. "Take those metal bastards down with you." Lucky finished, his heart feeling like it had just been ripped out of him. "Command, I have wounded I am unable to transport in our retreat. Requesting immediate evac for them." He said over the main comms channel, hoping that something could be done in time.