[i]Clank.[/i] [i]Clank.[/i] [i]Clank.[/i] The unmistakeable sounds of the heavy boots of Stormtroopers echoed into the ears of Zulhg. Even over the sound of the alarm ringing around them. His breathing had slowed, his movement totally still as his squad and him awaited the arrival of the plastic boys. They each knew the unmistakable sounds of them, more resembling marching insects than a group of highly trained soldiers. The hallway they had stationed in was long and narrow, doorways to the side provided cover for each of the ex slave soldiers. As soon as the first Imperial soldier came into sight, blaster bolts slammed through the air. A dark mark appeared on the chest armor of the all white clad soldier, he went down with a grunt. His fellow Stormtroopers took aim down their side of the corridor, and the hallway was silent except for the sounds of combat. "Take this you plastics!" Zulhg exclaimed as he popped from cover, a thermal detonator in hand. The red light lit up as it was released from his hand, then the explosive soared through the air and clanked against the floor. Two stormtroopers in the vicinity stared at it, then the detonator ignited. Taking out the duo in a blaze. A smirk briefly appeared on the Quarren's tentacled face before he felt a blaster shot impact into his shoulder. Pain surged through him for a moment, as he ducked behind cover. His armor absorbed most of the impact but he shouldn't have been hit. It was a rookie mistake. He peered back around, blind firing his A280C down the corridor. He counted thirteen helmets, easy odds for his squad of misfits to overcome. "Delstee, help us out here. Pull something from your belt of magic!" Zulhg ordered to the Ugnaught in front of him. The compact alien briefly holstered his heavy blaster, then pulled two flash-bang grenades off his belt. "Eyes!" CPL. Delstee exclaimed before he flung both grenades down the hallway, one right after another. Zulhg shut his eyes, as did the others in Chain-Breaker Squad. The explosives went off, two eye piercing flashes accompanied by a loud ringing. Several of the Stormtroopers were affected by the site, unable to get away shots as their attackers hurdled forward. Then Zulhg yelled as he bounced from cover, hurdling forward with rifle in hands. "Forward, charge!" Zaghirr and Jaa each let out feral screams, more comparable to roars as they bounded forward. Breaker Squad closed the gap between them and the plastics. Jaa slide to the floor, aligning the bipod of his heavy blaster rifle with the floor. Then he squeezed the trigger with his clawed hand. The weapon shook as bolts emited at a rapid pace, a few slamming into soldiers, others not. Surpressing fire was the key here. As the Stormtroopers recovered from their daze, Breaker Squad seized the moment. One by the one the identically armored troopers went down, Zaghirr pulled one from cover and put his weight on the dazed soldier, crushing his throat. Another thermal detonator landed, sending a trio stormies into the air. The scene was one of total chaos, bodies rolling around. It descended into a brawl as the number of Imperial soldiers dwindled to where it was one less than the number of alien special operations aces hammering them. PFC. Zessom laced several blaster bolts into a stormtrooper at point blank range, as Zaghirr hit another with a bowcaster bolt. Zulhg leveled his rifle into the stomach of another one right across from him, then he fired off bolts in an automatic fashion. The stormtrooper hit the ground hard, that oh so satisfying sound of their armor impacting onto the floor. Another was taken down at the same time, Onhar and Jaa both hammering the unfortunate soldier to an early grave. PFC. Janrenk fired into a plastic boy as they poked their head from cover, going down with a scream. One left. Zulhg had him in his sights, still tucked behind cover as the nameless trooper watched his comrades go down in heaps. A tentacle twitched as Zulhg aimed down the sights of his blaster rifle, as soon as the bastard moved he'd be finished with. Zulhg watched the all too familar white armor flash, and squeezed the trigger. He could only watch as his fired bolt slammed into the ground, another of his squadmates having stolen the kill. Someone behind him. He spun around, only to see his second in command, SGT. Bren with a smirk on his skeletal face. Smoke emitting from the tip of his sniper rifle. A perfect headshot, Zulhg couldn't be mad at his favorite sniper for that beauty of a shot. He rose his hand upwards, his thumb towards the ceiling, then walked forward and surveyed the post view of the battle. He counted the number of Stomtrooper bodies as he walked, then paused in front of a large set of double metal doors, sealed shut. "Is everyone alright?" He asked as he stared at the doors, then back towards his group of seven soldiers. Each one of them moving towards him as they gathered together to assess the situation. "No one died, sir. Which is a positive, some got hit but its nothing a little bacta can't fix." The Nosaurian medic stated as he moved to apply bacta to Jaa, who had been struck in the left chest by a blaster. His fur burnt a darker shade. "Good, good. See to it that any injuries are patched up, private Janrenk. Now about these doors." Zulhg started to say, before his words trailed off as he shot a glance at Onhar Delstee. The Ugnaught likely formulating an idea to breach through the doors with an explosive. "Just be careful, get the doors open but don't rip a hole in the ship." Zulhg said as he walked away, patting Onhar on the back as the alien went to work. He pulled something from his bag, then kneeled in front of the doors. The others just watched for a few moments, then the Ugnaught moved away from the door, waving everyone else back. As they all ducked behind the safety of cover, Onhar flicked a switch on his wrist. The hallway shook, and an explosion went off. There was now a large hole directly in the center of the doors, wide enough for them all to walk right through. "Nice work." Zulhg said as they stepped out into the open, through the hole into the starfighter control bridge he could see two Imperial personal staring at them. Mercenaries were in there as well, a trio of them, no Stormtroopers though. One of the mercenaries fired his blaster rifle, the shots ringing out, another did as well. Breaker Squad returned fire as they moved towards the newly created entrance into the bridge. One mercenary went down, as the third fired their blaster. As the group of aliens stepped inside the bridge, Zaghirr went down with a yelp. He'd been hit in the stomach, the smell of burning fur in the air. Janrenk knelt down beside the wookie, and began to help with immediate medical attention. Zulhg's eyes narrowed at the sight, then the assaulting mercenary went down hard. The last surviving one dropped his blaster as his hands shot to the ceiling. The two Imperials made the same gesture as Breaker Squad secured the starfighter control bridge. "Is Zaghirr alright, private?" Zulhg asked as he looked towards his now injured squadmate and the medic. Janrenk knelt over as he applied bacta, trying his best to patch the wound up. "He's hurting a lot, sir. I'll try my best to patch him up." "Alright. I want these three bound up and taken alive. Jaa and Zessom, set up a perimeter on that hole we came through. Alert me if you see anyone heading towards us. Delstee, take control of the bridge controls. Sargent Bren, you assist him. Help our flyboys out there." Zulhg ordered rapidly as his men moved around the bridge, he then rose his hand towards his ear to speak into the comlink. "This is Corporal Bens, Chain-Breaker Squad has secured the starfighter control bridge. We're held up in the room and awaiting further orders." He said as he sent a message through the communications channel. Then his hands went back to his blaster rifle, he didn't believe their fight was over yet. No reason to as the action continued around the ship and outside of it.