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Several shots rang out-- --Several shots returned. This process repeated multiple times as the Clone troopers of Rhino Company returned fire to the small batch of droids currently pressing the Forward Operations Base. It had been back and forth for the last few days, clones gaining ground and loosing ground. Injured flying out, fresh troops flying in. The Clone Company's AT-TE walkers had created a semi-circle around several LAAT gunships. Amongst the legs of the walkers, troopers had set up barricades and the company's engineers had rigged turrets. Thankfully the remainder of the 501st had arrived a few hours earlier, giving the weary soldiers of Rhino Company some relief. Not to mention the Jedi Commander of the unit. Rush made her rounds, checking in with her troopers as they manned the base's perimeter guns, scanning for any unwanted metal bipeds. Most troops had some kind of small injury or impediment. Thankfully Darkburst had received word that Torrent Company was inbound with some AV-7 Cannons, and apparently another Jedi. Just the help she needed to push up. The Commander jogged back to the makeshift landing zone as fast as her injuries would allow as a new LAAT descended through the thick smog of flak. She winced as she came to a halt beside two of her Corporals to greet the new Officer and their troops. "Welcome to FOB Armor," she smirked as the armored blast doors parted.
