Despite interference from the storm, the scale and reports being sent could still be felt. Particularly among those of the second wave, reports of firefights and loss of contact with whole platoons. Of course, this was a battlefield were losses were expected especially among the droid forces of the great separatist alliance.
However, something of this scale should be noted because it was the only reports making it through. Chances were that far many more couldn't push through or were incomprehensible upon arrival, so by an estimated calculation on the part of the tactical droid....they were suffering losses above the expected values and past the mark points in respect to a predetermined time.
Something was wrong. TX - 983 was never one to have believed in feelings, that was an aspect of the more organic beings that he saw as a weakness. Especially when they depended on them rather than logical mathematical reasoning. Yet, right now, for the first time ever....he felt that things were about to get worse.
" Send a report to the general, inform him of our situation as detailed in the message I will be transmitting to you now." He ordered a B1 as he worked on a transmission message to send, he would have it move via upload for more efficiency.
" Roger Roger " The droid replied.
The battle progressed swiftly, upon the display before Hash was a projected movement grid and it currently showcased a sweeping movement across the Republic lines which was also accompanied by a cascading effect of ground reclamation all around the mountain.
One particular grid had maintained most of his focus, it was a point that had drawn a lot of his attention so much so that he diverted a large amount of droids to engage the area and permanently ease his worries. Specifically the 26th Regiment of the reinforcements he had received as well as most of his remaining tank forces to accompany them.
What was the main reason for such a concentration of force despite the larger assault force already pushing? Well, it was the reason this planet had become like this, the reason everything was going wrong. It was the Jedi, the one accompanying and commanding the Republic forces.
But even a Jedi, when faced with thousands of battle droids will ultimately crumble and be broken. More so for him, hence the sooner it happens the better for him.
" Relay my orders to the 26th regiment, their priority target was the Jedi. They are too focus all their attention on him and kill anything in their way." He ordered as his hands shivered a bit, he was going to kill a Jedi. He was going tear down that invincible person of the Jedi with his own two hands.
The very thought made him laugh, he was ecstatic. Already making plans to inform the Count once news reached of his demise, this planet would practically be secured from there onward. Chances are, he would be relieved of the clean up duty and moved to more active war zones.
" Sir, incoming transmission from the Tactical droid at sector A primary - 13 to 16. He says that - "
" Ignore it" Hash cut into the droid before the message could even be relayed. His mind reluctant to spoil the mood with some damn droid that decided to ignore his orders, even now he could remember the anger he felt and now it threatened to completely turn the good situation he was experiencing into a bad one.
It was because of droids like those that people like him aren't where they should be, guarding remote places is a droids job. They had no use of glory nor the honor of leading the separatist in their cause.
" But Sir, the droid - "The B1 spoke out, wishing to notify its master that the message had been deemed an emergency for him but he never got to finish again.
" One more word from you about that damn droid and I'll break you down for scraps." He raged before moving the holomap to show the projected and updated view of that particular sector.
As the droid took note and finally gave up on relaying the order, he analyzed what he saw and was satisfied with it. The last update from the probe droids showed a deep successful push by his forces way past the Republic line. Sure the storm had come but the gains outweighed the loss, he was now beginning to question what the droid thought was so important now.
No guessing it had to do with some projected losses for the storm and an advice to withdraw - there will be nothing of that such for him. He was eager to finish this quickly and his prize to doing that needed his attention more than this dastard sector. The only time he wanted to hear from them was when that place had been taken finally which shouldn't even be long with their current progress.
< " Ensure I am notified when the Jedi is spotted, I want probe droids to push into his location and get a live feed. " > He said as droids worked to relay his command. The finale of this battle ground was reaching its climax.
***
< " You know, having someone capable of seeing the future is quite useful. I'm not even sure why the war is taking so long now, we should have one by the first year " >
< " Until you remember that ours seems to be one of the only few that can do it in his entire order. Just be grateful we have been assigned under him" >
< " Well, of course I am. So much so that I volunteered myself to be one of his body double just so he has a higher chance of surviving this wretched galaxy." >
< " Well, now you make it sound like its something unique " >
< " Isn't it though?. Makes me a very special being. " >
< " Well, if you keep up that monologue to yourself. You'll truly be special cause I'll be dead!" >
< " Right right, almost with ya Delta. Stop whining like an infant, I've got enough of those from the trainees " >
< " Whining? You're the one who's late. If we were back on Kamino, you'd be severely punished for this. " >
< " Bla bla and the Republic would have missed out on a perfect warrior so no way that's ever happening " >
< " Just get your plastic helm back here Prime, before I hunt it as a ghost." >
< " Already on it brother" > The voice ended with a heaving sound as soon a new wave of blue ionized beams tore into the advancing ranks of the droids. Soon accompanied by the sounds and impact of heavy artillery.
Clone equipped with Jetpacks dropped from the mountain hills unto the back line of tanks, erupting chaos as they swerved through and forth. Grenades flying through the air as they used their speed and mobility to accomplish their given mission.
Over head came screaming gunships that dropped extra troops with some advancing into the coming droids and releasing volleys of their weaponry into them. Triggering explosions and breaking debris that disrupted the droid lines.
Just behind them were two more that carried AT-TE's, hot dropping them and soon moving back into the safety of the back lines. They wasted no time, already the gunners in the main gun letting loose into the formations of the droids.
" The cavalry has arrived and just one time! " Prime shouted in a happy tone as the gunship carrying him moved closer towards the ground and intent on deploying him.
With him were 10 others decked in armor and additional equipment attached on their armor, each wielding the DC standard issued carbine of the Republic army. Though a part from them were a few more soldiers, standing out from their lack of uniformed armor or equipment and most especially, their differing faces.