[center][h2]117th Attack Battalion[/h2][/center] 
"Sir we just captured another of the anti-air cannons at position 34523-4548h. Tell the AT-TE's to avoid firing at us." Pierce spoke over the commlink to Commander Blue. The sounds of battle could still be heard all around him but the men of first company was allowed a slight rest.

"Good, I need you to stop the enemy from flanking our position. Two large columns of droids are advancing up Zeth's position, get over there and plant explosives on the taller buildings. Bring the street down right on top of those clankers." 

"Oh with pleasure sir, I've been wanting to do something like that all day."

"Good, just tell Boomer to be careful. I want one street destroyed, not the entire complex." Blue's comment wasn't really an order, rather it was an attempt to lighten his men's spirits. Pierce laughed and turned to his men.

"I resent that Commander, I've only ever messed up once." Boomer replied over the comm.

"Yeah and now you're as bald as a newborn Gundark. Blue out." The entire company laughed again before they ran back into the fray. Within minutes the men of the 1st Company were setting up the ambush. 


[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Ven-000417 "Red Draigon[/h2][/center][/color]
Admiral Cieria nearly lost her balance when another volley from the remaining Separatist control ship hit the bridge. Luckily the shields were holding steady. The ship swung around to return the attack. While far less maneuverable than a fighter, the Draigon was able to turn with impressive speed for a capital ship. It let out hundreds of giant blue lasers that impacted with the enemy Lucrehulk. By now most of the blockade was reduced to scrap metal.

"Sir, we've got a message coming in. Its from the Separatist Admiral." Proto calmly stated over the noise on the bridge. He seemed far too composed, maybe the other clones were right about him not being able to feel emotions.

"Put it through on the holo table Captain, you have command of the ship while I'm conversing with the enemy." The clone only nodded before throwing out his own commands. The ship took another hit from one of the enemy frigates which was quickly destroyed by the combined firepower of one of the other Venators and Striker Squadron. 

"Admiral Crezci’eri’ando, your beauty was not exaggerated." The hologram came to life to show the full profile of a young Muun officer on the bridge of the Lucrehulk. She could barely make out the destruction behind him.

"Yes yes, get to the point traitor." She crossed her arms and gave her enemy her famous sneer. The young Muun's face went turned into a grimace. 

"I surrender myself and all of my ships to the Galctic Reoublic. Let me go and I'll make sure you are rewarded handsomely."

"You have absolutely no bargaining power here Lockar, and you don't have the authority to surrender your ships without approval from Dask Gat. Not that you have any ships to surrender anymore." 

"Admiral I assure you I have the full support of the Banking Clan and can make you an extremely rich woman." The Muun was desperate now. The Draigon rocked again from another hit. Cieria caught herself on the holo table and looked the hologram straight in its eyes.

"Listen here slimo, I came here with the full intention to kill you and destroy your entire fleet. You have nothing to offer me." She cut the communication and walked back to the bridge. "Focus all fire on the Lucrehulk, we're blowing that pile of trash out of the sky." She turned and picked up the fighter squadron comm-link. "HotShot make an attack run on the enemy capital ship."

"Whatever you say Admiral. Come on Dog try to keep up." HotShot angled his fighter toward the Lucrehulk and hit the thrusters. He rolled past two enemy fighters before shooting a third down. Dog cleaned up the other two and the squadron was on their target. The enemy capital ship was being bombarded heavily. Large chunks of metal exploded outwards barely missing his squad as the flew over its surface.

"Let's take this pile of bantha fodder out boys." Dog yelled over the squad comm. HotShot only smiled. Not to long ago his wing-man was berating him about being to excited. Every ship in the squadron launched all of their missiles directly at the bridge. It combusted in a beautiful outward reaching ball of flame. The squad lost a pilot as it pulled away from the control ship but their shrieks of victory still sounded proudly. The capital ship dropped fell apart in an incredible display of fireworks. 

The last remaining enemy frigate was destroyed soon after. The fleet had lost a few of their smaller cruisers and one Acclamator. Casualties were much lower than anticipated. The Admiral allowed herself a slight smirk as she stood on the bridge of the Red Draigon. She looked out into what was a battle field only seconds ago. Krik's full frontal assault plan worked and the clones did their jobs efficiently. 

"Get our bombers on the planet. Let's give the clones on the ground some support." She said after a few minutes of silence.

[h2][center]117th Attack Battalion[/center][/h2]
Commander Blue rushed up the final enemy barricades followed closely by six other clones. He fired at the nearest B-1 battle droid and kicked its smoking body towards its comrades. The rest of his squad mowed down the enemy with deadly efficiency. The AT-TE's that were advancing up the street behind him fired their massive cannons at any droids that were dumb enough to let themselves be seen, which was most of them. 

With each hit of the massive tanks' weapons the dust in the city got more dense. His visor was becoming caked with dirt making it hard to see. His reduced vision allowed two super battle droids to get the jump on his squad. Two of his men were killed before they could react. Blue fired his weapon into the enemy's face plate at point blank range while the other droid was taken out by his other men. 

Several explosions rocked the ground from behind him. Blue turned around to see a multitude of building collapsing on top of each other followed by more explosions. The noise was deafening. A massive dust cloud billowed out from the direction of the explosions and covered a large part of the city in seconds. 

"Sir, the enemy advance has been cut off. We've got nothing left except for the droids in front of us." Pierce's voice came over the comm. Blue used his gloved hand to wipe the grime off of his visor before responding.

"Do you think you used enough explosives Pierce?" He asked sarcastically. The cloud blocked out the sun and darkened the entire area. Blue switched to night vision and commanded the other troops beside him to do the same. 

"Maybe, didn't expect such a large dust cloud." 

"Tell Boomer he's cleaning the latrines for the next week." 

"Yes sir." Pierce laughed before Blue commanded him to link up with the rest of the Battalion. 

Blue gathered as many men as he could and pushed up the last hill in the complex. On top of it stood the enemy command center. Dozens of clones were already breaking in to the building. Through the darkness of the cloud only the laser rounds from the weapons of both sides could be seen. A few of Blue's men were shot down by droid gun emplacements but the majority made it through the barricade. 

Within minutes the building was cleared. The dust cloud that had settled over head still blacked out the sun but it was retreating. He received reports from every Battalion in the regiment that their objectives had been completed. He let out a cheer which was followed by that of the other men beside him. All there was left to do was clear out any holdouts and establish a defensive perimeter. 

"Sir, the general wants a report." Captain Cut ran up from behind the Commander and tapped him on the shoulder. Blue wiped another layer of dirt off of his visor and looked at his officer.

"Tell him all Battalions are reporting success. The complex is ours." The Captain nodded and ran off the way he came. "Commander Spook, report." Blue switched his comm to long range. All he was getting was static. After a few more tried he decided that the Separatists had at least one jamming station nearby. He had his next objective. "All units begin building defenses. How many anti-air guns did we capture?" He switched back to regimental comm.

"We captured five and destroyed seven sir." Milo responded over the comm. 

"It was more fun to blow the things up." Pierce added. 

"I want those guns operational ASAP." Blue commanded before he went to look for the Jedi. The smoke in the sky was finally starting to go away.