On a normal day, the police stations of the Coruscant Security Force (CSF) would be busy with emergency calls, petty crime-solving, and responding to gang wars in the sub-levels of the planet. But today was not a normal day, for the CIS forces were making landfall on the capital city and the local authorities had to respond to emergency calls coming in by the dozen every minute regarding wounded people, destroyed homes, roads broken apart by crashed ships, and civilians caught in the crossfire between the Clones and The Droids. This station in particular was currently occupied by a battalion of clone troopers who had set up a base outside due to its proximity to the airfield that seemed to be where most of the fighting was concentrated. They were a good few kilometers away from the airfield.
GAR forces were setting up signal flares to contact friendly gunships and let them land on the station's parking space, and the clones themselves were arming themselves to be deployed to various sectors of the city, in conjunction with the police response. 2
LAAT Gunships sighted the flares and begun their landing. Inside one of them, 4 Clone Commandos stood inside. The gunship's co-pilot turned to speak with them.
"Here's your rendezvous point. The airfield shouldn't be too far from here. Be careful down there boys, communications make it sound as if the place is a bloodblath." The clone said.
"So it's just like any other work day? Sounds great!" A commando with oil stains marked in random places around his armor said. He also had a drawing of a clone pilot's oxygen tank and pipes on his chest.
"And just like any other day for us, we need to be on our toes, Cockpit. So try not to get too excited out there" The squad leader said. He had a red-colored third eye drawn on the forehead of his helmet.
Me? Excited? Do you think I'm a Commando Droid in disguise here? Of course I'm gonna get hyped when we start blasting these clankers to the scrap pile!" Cockpit replied.
"Spotter isn't saying you shouldn't get excited, Cockpit. He's just telling you to not get too distracted with the colorful explosions and forget to give him cover fire." A commando with a communications antenna on his helmet said. He also seemed to be carrying a lot of technical and comms equipment in his supply pack.
"Really, Sig? Wow, I'm offended... It almost sounds as if you don't think I'm a professional..." Cockpit replied as the doors of the gunship opened and the 4 of them stepped outside.
A clone trooper greeted them with a salute as the squad of commandos saluted him back. Spotter, the squad leader, spoke first as the Gunship they rode began to depart to respond to other orders.
"Kappa Squad of the Special Operations Brigade reporting! We're here to meet up with Jedi Knight Jovardo Zlee and bolster our forces at the airfield." He explained. "Understood. The Jedi general is waiting on the other side of the base with a squad of troopers ready to depart. Good luck out there." The plain white clone trooper said to them.
"You heard him Kappas, let's move! We can't afford to waste any more time." Spotter ordered as the four of them began moving quickly across the forward base.
"Perhaps if 76 didn't spend so much time searching for his little souvenir we'd have been here sooner." The 4th member of the squad said in a flat tone. He had a bacta canister symbol on his left shoulder and a sniper crosshair on the right.
"Come on Mech, that's my good luck charm!" Cockpit replied.
"It's unnecessary." Mech answered.
"Well I like to think it's one of the reasons I'm still alive right now." Cockpit retorted.
"I've administered first aid on your wounds approximately Seventy-" "OKAY OKAY! I said it was ONE of the reasons... Sheesh..." Cockpit interrupted.
"Put a lid on it you two! The Jedi is here." Signal said to both of them.
Before them stood a
Rodian dressed in traditional Jedi robes, but with armor on its chest and limbs. A squad of plain white clones were also there, checking their equipment and waiting next to a
Republic Police Gunship being occupied by a pilot and a gunner of the CSF, female and male respectively, both wearing light blast armor and helmets.
"General Jovardo Zlee? We're Kappa squad. The Commandos assigned underneath you." Spotter introduced as he motioned for his squad to salute.
"At ease. We're needed at the airfield quickly so I'll make introductions quick. I'm Jovardo Zlee, Jedi Knight of the Order." The Rodian said as he led the commandos towards the police gunship. "Me and my squad of clones are a few of the forces that the Temple has sent to help secure the airfield. The CSF has given us a couple of their officers and a gunship to help get us there. Our mission is to link up with friendly forces at the field and then coordinate with whoever is in charge there as a flanking unit. Your squad has been assigned to me due to your exemplary skills in guerilla warfare. I will trust the reports, but you'd best earn my respect out there on the battlefield." The Jedi finished as he mounted the gunship with the clone trooper squad. The Commandos followed afterwards.
"My squad and I are the best at what we do, sir. Just say the word and we'll have it done." Spotter replied.
Jovardo nodded and then turned to the gunship's operators.
"We're ready to go! Let's get moving!" He shouted over the sound of the engines.
"Yes sir! Lifting off now!" A female voice responded as the police vehicle began to lift above the parking area, shut the passenger doors, and flew quickly across the skyways of Coruscant towards the airfield in the distance, where various ships which were high above the cityscape could be clearly seen exchanging laser fire