"Sir, we're coming up on Leto-77, but there's a problem."

Six looked up from his rifle. He had been inspecting it for the inevitable battle. "What's the problem, pilot?" Six stood up and walked to the front of the cockpit. Behind him were about five other Clone Troopers serving as back-up.

"Jason and his forces are under heavy fire at Leto-77. If I get try to land to close the droids will blast this LAAT out of the sky. I'll need to hang back and drop you off on one of the lower levels."

Six thought for a moment. If they landed to far away Jason's forces would culminate more casualties, but if they flew in to close they'd surely be shot down. Six sighed and sat down in the empty seat beside the pilot, turning on a transmitter. "This is A-6 to Leto-77 Command, give me a status update." The transmitter received nothing but static for a few moments before finally emitting a high-pitched noise and quietening down. Someone had patched through.

"This is CT-3628. Jedi Knight Renkin and his forces are managing to turn the battle around. Jet Troopers are in the skies but we don't know how long they'll hold out. There's lots of wounded and they need immediate support - [i]now[/i]."

Six responded: "This is A-6, I have an LAAT and Five Clone Troopers and I am en route to Jason's position. Support is on its way." Six stood up and grabbed the pilot's shoulder, "head Leto-77, but don't slow down, I need to examine the battlefield." The pilot nodded and Six walked back to the side of the LAAT. A minute passed by and he could oversee the devastating battle blow. Renkin was on the ground leading a force of Clones, and he could see the Jet Troopers in the air taking out the droids. Other clones were located all around the area, many of them wounded. Renkin was holding out, but for how long? He was a damn good Jedi, but Six wasn't about to let some automated droids surround him.

As soon as the droids saw the LAAT they immediately began firing on it. The gunship began to rock and tumble and wouldn't last long against the BS droids rockets. "Pilot," yelled Six, "try circling around and land quickly - don't worry about making a soft landing, we can't afford to slow down and stay in the air for to long!"

The pilot did his duty and circled around the battlefield. The clones inside alternated firing their blasters at the Seps below, giving Jason and his troopers much needed support. "Hold on," the pilot said as the LAAT began to descend. It wasn't meant for this kind of landing but if the LAAT sat idle in the air for to long it was a prime target. It hit the ground and began sliding, unleashing a hideous screeching noise on the metallic surface below. It slid to a halt behind some rubble. Not to far away was a clone named Doc. Six immediately ran over to him and the wounded he was patching up.

"Doc? It's me Six." Six then motioned for his clones to make their way over to the rubble. "Give this trooper some cover fire while he gets the wounded to the LAAT." The clones nodded and took up positions along the wall. "Doc, I need to get to Jason, these clones are under your command now, do what you will with them." When the clones opened fire to cover Doc, Six took it as an opportunity to make a run for Jason's position. "Jason," he yelled, but was cut off by a nearby explosion, sending him stumbling behind cover. "Son of a..." He managed to get his aching body up and make his way to some cover near Jason. "Jason, it's Six, I'm here. Just tell me what to do."