The silence hung over the squad so close that they could almost taste it upon their lips. A taste so filled with the acidity of their state. Each and every breath felt like an insular lifetime each separated from one another by entire spans of existence as the Jedi hung over them only a few feet away. In her head Rika was already coming up with fifty individual plans to deal with the situation that lay in front of the team. None of them were coming up with the odds that she liked though, if they were spotted things were going to go straight into a pile of bantha poodoo. Her heart was somewhere up in her mouth  with each thunderous beat she was sure that the Jedi would feel the vibrations. Her rifle out in front of her, right hand already on the trigger and waiting for the moment for it all to go up in flames.

Nar peered into the darkness ahead of him lightsaber in hand as he searched the forest in front of him for movement. He [i]had[/i] sensed something in the forest, an echo in the Force calling out to him. Though he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was, a disturbance a troubling sense of death that was definitely not natural.There was something in the darkness and he would find it. The war had fine tuned his senses, having lost too many good men and women because he wasn't on top of his game. Some said it made him too twitchy, that he ended up seeing things that weren't there, that his mind was just making up more demons for him to fight. He knew the Force though, the Force did not lie. Yet he could sense the agitation in his companions forcing them to stop every, ten minutes so that he could poke in the bushes at foes that more often than not were not even there as others were busy fighting and dying.

[b]“Come on Nar, we have to get back.”[/b] The Cathar voiced with an obvious sense of fatigue in his voice. The Jedi in front of them turned to face his companion and then looked back towards where the squad lay in wait. He seemed conflicted for a moment before with a great sagging of his shoulders disengaged his lightsaber and turned away from them walking back to join his companion. Not before giving one more sideways look in Mynock’s direction still peering out looking for any source of movement. 

[b]“Yeah alright.... just had a feeling. Must be all these battles getting me twitchy or something.  Better get back before [i]she[/i] skewers us alive.”[/b] He explained almost shivering at the words as the pair begins to move further down the road. The republic squad followed suite behind them moving out to destinations unknown. Rika stayed to the ground waiting as her own heartbeat calmed and the opposing force moved past them. Finally as the footfalls faded into the distance, Rika slowly got to her feet. Part of her was relieved that conflict had not occurred, getting spotted this early would've only made their job later much more of a problem. Yet the side of her that made up the warrior as opposed to the tactician was disappointed. The adrenaline still pumping through the body, the chance to fight a real threat. Yet she put those thoughts behind herself as she motioned for the squad to move on.

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They continued their march through the forest paying mind to their surroundings maybe a little bit closer after their chance encounter. They made good progress and eventually found their way to the forest edge where the trees started to become more sparse and began to open up to large expanses of plains. It was still night and the darkness that was provided still give them ample coverage. Ahead of them in the distance though was a small fire. The squad approached with a gentle grace keeping some distance. They found themselves approaching a small camp; made up of four large tents and a large watchtower it seemed to be a sort of militia watchpost using the raised terrain of the forest edge to looked over the plains and be able to report movement back to command.  

There was about fifteen or so soldiers in total, most of them seemed at least a little bit on edge. Four guards were posted in a square watching the perimeters of the camp. A singular body was seen in the watchtower directly north of them facing away from the forest and towards the plains with what seemed to be a long ranged laser rifle of some sort. The remaining ten were placed around the camp sprodatictly some in pairs talking to one another, the largest congregation being around the fire itself they spotted from a distance maybe four in total. Though the one that drew Rika’s immediate attention was sitting by himself to east, back against one of the tents. He had a large pack of his back as he looked down checking his rifle. The communications officer.  

They could've just went around the camp sweeping far to the left or the right but as a matter of time they had to get to that installation  and destroy it before the Republic Navy could route their fleets in the sky, and going around would only slow down the process and waste valuable time. So they had to go through it. As Rika finished surveying the scene she spoke into the comms  throwing down orders.[b] “Dredd take out the Comms officer and make sure you do it quietly and quickly before he can get a distress signal out. Mar take out the one in the watchtower. 2020 you got the man on the northern edge farthest from us, Rus the guy closest to us watching the southern edge,  Enu western edge, and I’ve got the Eastern Edge. Ryleer light up the group by the fire. We move quick and only fire if you can get a clean shot. Once your targets are down converge on the camp and take out the stragglers. We do it quick and we do it now.”[/b]

[i]And with that the team began to move into their positions. Moments later a green indicator would flash across their HUDs. It was go time.[/i]