It hadn't hadn't taken but a moment before his Jedi companion's weapon was in hand and the blaster rounds were flying. In response to the attack, his platoon of Troopers began to fan out and take cover while returning fire. The amount of Sith soldiers in the landing zone didn't bode well and reeked of treachery, the red and blue streaks passing by reinforced the idea. Tapping his commlink, the Captain began giving orders and directing his men's fire.
"Second squad, on me! Third squad I want you to lay down fire while first squad maneuvers on the enemy from the right. Squad four, you're with Master Jedi Rhukti Ky, don't make him fight alone! Move out Troopers!"
Like the highly trained Soldiers they were, the execution was well practiced and the Troopers moved without hesitation, firing while the attacking team moved to push into the enemies flank. However, like most plans, it didn't last long as the enemy broke through dense underbrush with walkers, firing heavy blasters effectively breaking their counterattack.
Don't panic Phychs, keep calm and make a plan. Looking over the battle, he paused when he noticed a distortion in the air further back in the treeline and his gut told him it wasn't anything good. Peering for a second more, the Trooper caught movement and knew by instinct what it was, optical camouflage and the shooter was focused on Master Ky.
"Master Jedi! Sniper!"
Lifting his Blaster, Captain Psychs began to fire into the distortion, only to catch a nearby explosion, launching him into a nearby tree. With his ears ringing and vision blurred, Phychs gazed over the carnage in a daze. Explosions, red and blue bolts flying in every direction, Troopers and Sith dying both. It was chaos, and he was powerless to do anything about it.