Star Wars Operation Rogue: Book II

Chapter 1

"Uh, sir, uh, the briefing notifications....they...uh....weren't sent out," said a storm trooper. His designation number was TK-8443 . He was in charge of Imperial Officer Knives briefing notifications and also he was leader of a small team of Imperial Commandos.

"Why?" Asked Battalion Commander Knives as he walked up. He was the Commanding Officer of the Imperial 501st Legion. He wore a black pauldron on his neck. He wore white Stormtrooper armor, but his gauntlets, boots, and belt were painted blue to represent the 501st.

"I-I forgot, sir , b-but-"

Trooper!" Interrupted Knives. He gestured for one of his Imperial Commandos to come forward. "Show this trooper what happens when 'he forgets'." The commando only nodded and raised his blaster rifle at the trooper.

"N-n-no! Please s-sir it w-won't happen again. P-please do-AGH!" The commando fired his blaster rifle at TK-8443. It connected with his head. He fell to the floor with a sickening THUD.

Inferiors, thought Knives.

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On the planet of Tatooine, Captain Rex was sitting on a hill overlooking the vast desert. They had been on Tatooine for weeks now. After their ship, The Obex II, had crashed on Tatooine , they haas found the Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. He had said they needed to find a transport to get off planet to find the Rebellion.

Rex heard footsteps coming from behind him. He turned around and saw Sergeant Sprint trotting up the hill. Sergeant Sprint was a Clone Sergeant in the elite clone squad of "Bantha Squad." Sprint was a fellow clone who had disobeyed Order 66. He had his helmet off, revealing his tanned face with his black hair. "Hay, Rex, come down here, Griffer found something," said Sprint.

Rex got up off the hill, took off his helmet, and walked down the hill with Sprint. He scratched the top of his head with his right hand. He had recently grown long, shaggy, blonde hair. When he reached the bottom of the hill, he saw Griffer crouched over his device. It was an old, beat up Republic Communications device. But Griffer had tweaked it to where it could intercept Imperial comm channels and also old Republic signals incase there were any other clones who were against the Empire.

Griffer stood up. He was clad in the ARF Trooper armor, but their were blue lines running down his armor; the mark of the 501st Legion.

"I just picked up an Imperial signal. They say they have a tip from a reliable source that there's a Jedi in the city of Mos Eisley, which isn't too far from here," said Griffer. "Should we check it out, sir?"

The other clones, Lock, Amp, Drax, Tags, and Tagger had returned from perimeter scouting and were listening to Griffer.

"We have to check it out. It's worth the risk," said Rex.

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"You men are the best . The elites. I can count on you to get the job done. I need you to locate the Jedi and kill the traitor, Captain Rex, and his squad," said Knives, pacing in front of the team he had called for. He had assembled one of the best Imperial Commando Team. Some of them were clad in modified storm trooper armor, some with gray stripes and emblems on their armor. Others wore Imperial Engineer Uniforms.

One of the commandos raised his hand. "Uh, sir, our commander is dead," he said, pointing to the motionless form of TK-8443.

"Uh , about that. Captain !" Shouted Knives. An Imperial Officer, Captain Tergoy, hurried forward. "You will lead these men, Captain," said Knives.

"Yes, sir," replied Tergoy. "Men, move out."

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Rex and his men were at the entrance to an alley in Mos Eisley. "Alright, men, spread out. Lock, Griffer, you'll come with me."

Drax, clad in a dark cloak that concealed his armor and helmeted head, split off from the group and into a building. Amp, wearing a cloak like Drax, went into a storage building. Sprint, wearing a camouflage cloak and a green pod racer helmet, climbed up a building. The plan was that they'd cover Rex and his team while they proceeded down the alley.

While they walked down the alley, Rex looked up to the top of a small cantina. There were two rough-looking men talking. Beside them however, was a man in green armor. He had a jetpack, and clutched a modified EE-3 blaster rifle close to his chest. His face was concealed by a green helmet with a black T-shaped visor that was outlined with a thin line of red.

The man glanced down at them. Rex stared back to the man. It seemed as I'd the man was grinning under his helmet.

The staring contest would have continued if not for Griffer, who said," Captain, look. Imperial Commandos." Tearing his gaze away from the man, he saw three Imperial Commandos standing at the end of the alley.

One was leaning against the side of a building. The second one was beside the building opposite of the first one. Then the leader by the looks of him, was in between the two other commandos. It sent a clear message. No one gets out.

A man in a cloak walked by Rex. He then looked down the alley where the commandos were. He suddenly whirled around and started to run, but instead ran into Rex.

"Oh, uh , sorry, friend," the man said. He then started to run, but Rex said, "hay, you, come here." The man slowly tip toed back to Rex. Rex could tell the man was anxious to get away.

"Hay, who are you?" Rex asked. He had definitely recognized that voice. The man then gasped.

"Rex?" Asked the man. He pulled down his head, revealing dark brown eyes and a bald head. It was Mace Windu.

"M-mace?" Said Rex in dies belief . But before he could say anything else , he heard movement behind him.

"It's that Jedi! Blast 'em!" Said the commando squad leader. Suddenly, blaster fire was everywhere. Rex said, "Mace , get to cover."

"I won't bother arguing with you," said Mace. He dove behind a building, barely missing a blaster shot.

Rex and his squad pulled out there blasters. They returned fire at the Imperial Commandos.

"Wuh-oh, the leaders got a laser cannon!" Shouted Griffer. Sure enough, the leader brought out a heavy-duty blaster, but it had been modified to launch repeating bolts of lasers that could tear through an armored starfighter's hull.

Griffer returned fire with his rifle. He shot two blaster bolts at the Imperial Squad. One of the commandos was hit, and fell to the floor, along with the squad commander who had the heavy laser cannon.

There was only one left. He raised his hand to his helmet and pressed a button. "Command, we need rein-ACK!" Griffer had shot the last one.

But suddenly, three more Imperial Commandos raced around the corner. They were clad in Elite Riot Armor, with modified repeating commando blasters. Behind them came an Imperial Officer, wearing a protective blaster vest a blaster. "Take them out!" Ordered the officer.

The alley erupted into chaos. Civilians were running around screaming. Blasters were shooting everywhere.

But the clones had their own surprises in stock. On top of a building, Drax appeared after kicking several crates down, and returned fire at the commandos. The fallen crates provided cover for the clones on the ground.

But the commandos were gaining ground. They were pushing through the defensive line of the fallen crates. Then, Sprint fired his rifle at a fuel generator attached to a building. The commandos anywhere near it were thrown against walls from the force of the explosion, or rubble barried them.

"I need a drone!" Shouted the Imperial Officer into his comm. Drax took aim at the officer, but suddenly an unmanned recon fighter shot a volley of blaster bolts at the building he stood atop of.

The building exploded, and Drax was thrown fifty-feet back from the explosion. "Drax is out!" Shouted Lock.

The drone landed , and the officer climbed aboard. He started to take off. "Oh no, you don't!" Said Sprint. He aimed his rifle at the rising drone, and shot the engines. The drone began twirling and spinning in the air, until finally it crashed on the ground.

Mace came out from behind his hiding spot.

"Rex, we need to talk."