We're Different Than the Rest

Chapter 23: With You Till the End of the Line

30 Months After Geonosis
19 BBY
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The battle of Yenastwa had been going on too long in the 327th's opinion. Three weeks and four days. Two-hundred and sixty-eight casualties. Three-hundred and twenty-seven injured. Food and medical supplies were running low. Not many clones were left who could fight in another battle.

"We need to hit the seppies hard. Strike their base, in and out. Stealth mission. We'll only take three of us, that way the men can get some rest." Bly leaned against the holo table in the small tent.

"I'll go." Reno said from across the table. He was obviously exhausted.

"Me too. When do we leave?" Aayla asked.

"Well, it's almost dark out. We'll leave in an hour. Reno and I will grab all the detonators and charges."

"Galle and I will keep the base in tact... Hopefully." Sid mumbled the last word.

"Alright. Meet back here in an hour." Bly clicked the holo table off as Reno and Sid walked out of the tent.

"What's wrong?" Aayla moved over towards Bly.

"Nothing. It's fine."

"Tell me the truth."

"I just hope this works."

"I do too."

"I see six clankers at the front door, four at the back, and two on the side entrance." Reno laid flat on a hill, looking through the binocs.

"We'll go in quietly through the side door." Bly, also on the ground spoke. "How are we going to distract the guards."

"Reno, armor off." Aayla said, a smirk plastered on her face.

"Why?"

"We're doing 'get help'."

"No."

"Come on. You know you love it."

"I hate it."

"It's great. Works everytime on the stupid clankers."

"It's humiliating."

"Do you have a better idea?"

"No." Reno sighed, obviously disappointed.

"Great. Armor off. We're doing it."

"Get help! Please! My brother is dying! Please help! Help him!" Aayla screamed, hobbling towards the droids with Reno's arm over her shoulder.

The droids heads immediately turned towards Aayla and Reno. "Hey! Stop right-" Before they had a chance to finish, Bly had shot both of the droids in the head.

"Classic." Aayla said, letting Reno go.

"I still hate it. It's humiliating."

"Only for you, Vod." Aayla said.

Bly dropped Reno's armor in front of him, and Reno had all of it on in forty seconds. "Let's go."

The empty hall of the Seperatist base was eerie.

"Where are all the droids?" Aayla asked, quietly walking down the hall.

"Charging?" Reno said hopefully.

"Let's get to the control room and set the charges." Bly walked past Reno and Aayla and into the next hallway.

"They're all set. Let's get out of here."

"Bly, don't you think it's suspicious that we haven't run into any clankers yet?"

"I don't think that's an accident, Reno."