"Gizka." If that were an answer to Selas, that was cryptic, but the team knew what that meant -- game was up, and they were in for it.

What happened now, of course, was that the weapons on the Laarties came up, fast, straining the generators. These weren't entirely clone-wars vintage. The modification to make the power systems quick-fire was done on the needs to have the ships activate fast and be guns ready in an instant, something the clones learned to do in certain units in order to react to situations. It wasn't easy on the generators, but the Alliance techs could deal with that later. What was important was that the blasters were up fast as soon as they could be and were already firing; the Moff's men might be that ready to do hair-trigger violence, in which case it was a standoff and firepower would determine. 

But if surprise -did- work, then there was the added crucial moments where sonic grenades were thrown, where the clankers suddenly activated and started deploying in their methodical way. The place erupted in fire from the Laarties and the SpecForces troops in the Laarties. Beam lasers and disruptors, and droid blasters.

"Droids, secure this hangar." He didn't even bother to acknowledge the 'roger-roger.' He couldn't stand the things after all this time, but they'd soak up blaster bolts meant for his men.

He hated wearing the ARC outfit, it felt entirely conspicuous, but there was no time, "The rest, get in those damned corridors and take targets." Engineering and Bridge, one detachment to stay and hold the hangar with the clankers until the infantry got in.