A voice came over Kanan's commlink, most likely a Jedi who had tapped into one of the Free World's Alliance's secured channels. “Need support to breach the base," the Jedi said. "Too risky to just storm it.”
Chatter followed the Jedi's statement, but Kanan merely listened. He had already received his orders and knew what role he was to play in this battle for Felucia. For once he was relieved to not be at the forefront of the fighting, simply because he knew his efforts would be wasted there.
The Jedi and Sith were eager to cross blades. Even if most of the Sith were held up in their base, they would have to come out eventually. If you could count on one thing in this galaxy, it was that the Jedi and Sith would always be at odds with one another, dragging the rest of the galaxy into their never ending wars.
Kanan's opinion of the Jedi had changed over the years, particularly since they had begun working more closely with the Free Worlds Alliance. The Jedi were doing the best they could in this rotten galaxy, and more often than not, the Jedi stood in the gap between the Sith and the rest of the free worlds when no one else would. For that, they had his respect. He would gladly fight alongside them. This fight was about more than just the Jedi versus the Sith. This battle was about freeing Felucia and driving the Sith from the planet, hopefully forever.
The YV-54 that had dropped the majority of Sector Rangers and Jedi into the jungle had already taken off, a Blackfin-class Blastboat in pursuit of the ship flown by a Glymphid (@Fantasy Liver ) whose name Kanan had not caught. There had been no time for introductions on the way here, and no one had wanted to make them. Everyone's mind was focused on the battle that laid ahead of them, not on making friends. Still, he appreciated the courtesy the Glymphid, whose name he now knew to be Dusty, offered the ground troops over the coms. Hopefully the pilot would pull through. Hopefully they all would.
The Jedi had made their way for the jungle, sneaking through the thick overgrowth of Felucia as they beelined for the Sith base. Kanan, following orders, rendezvoused with one of the AT-TE Walkers the Free Worlds Alliance had dropped for just this occasion. A relic of the Clone Wars, it had been replaced by the Galactic Empire with the AT-AT. It might have been old, but with its eight man crew it could still blow holes in the Sith's defenses. Or so he hoped.
Should do the trick, Kanan thought to himself, climbing inside and closing the hatch. Now to attack a Sith base.
Chatter followed the Jedi's statement, but Kanan merely listened. He had already received his orders and knew what role he was to play in this battle for Felucia. For once he was relieved to not be at the forefront of the fighting, simply because he knew his efforts would be wasted there.
The Jedi and Sith were eager to cross blades. Even if most of the Sith were held up in their base, they would have to come out eventually. If you could count on one thing in this galaxy, it was that the Jedi and Sith would always be at odds with one another, dragging the rest of the galaxy into their never ending wars.
Kanan's opinion of the Jedi had changed over the years, particularly since they had begun working more closely with the Free Worlds Alliance. The Jedi were doing the best they could in this rotten galaxy, and more often than not, the Jedi stood in the gap between the Sith and the rest of the free worlds when no one else would. For that, they had his respect. He would gladly fight alongside them. This fight was about more than just the Jedi versus the Sith. This battle was about freeing Felucia and driving the Sith from the planet, hopefully forever.
The YV-54 that had dropped the majority of Sector Rangers and Jedi into the jungle had already taken off, a Blackfin-class Blastboat in pursuit of the ship flown by a Glymphid (@Fantasy Liver ) whose name Kanan had not caught. There had been no time for introductions on the way here, and no one had wanted to make them. Everyone's mind was focused on the battle that laid ahead of them, not on making friends. Still, he appreciated the courtesy the Glymphid, whose name he now knew to be Dusty, offered the ground troops over the coms. Hopefully the pilot would pull through. Hopefully they all would.
The Jedi had made their way for the jungle, sneaking through the thick overgrowth of Felucia as they beelined for the Sith base. Kanan, following orders, rendezvoused with one of the AT-TE Walkers the Free Worlds Alliance had dropped for just this occasion. A relic of the Clone Wars, it had been replaced by the Galactic Empire with the AT-AT. It might have been old, but with its eight man crew it could still blow holes in the Sith's defenses. Or so he hoped.
Should do the trick, Kanan thought to himself, climbing inside and closing the hatch. Now to attack a Sith base.