Doc heard the Jedi Knight sound off, that support was inbound. And indeed it was, with jet pack troopers and their decoys moving to act. That inevitable droid march they so loved backfired, leaving them in the open with no cover. The advance order was not for him, however, not yet, as he was still working on injured troops. Besides that, having a medic charging alongside the assault troops wouldn't be as helpful as having him follow and grab the wounded and pull them to cover, providing fire support where able. Of course, the assault had some injured going down, and he heard the familiar sound of a LAAT incoming. All sorts of help all at once, it seemed.

Doc was analyzing the situation when he heard all manner of things going right, and wrong, at the same time. He heard the LAAT make a hard landing, courtesy of Six, an ARC trooper that had been rather helpful this entire time, when it came to a war perspective. He responded to Six's orders as well, wrapping up on the Clone that he was working on, making sure he was stabilized to prevent him from being injured further. Looking at the clones he was placed in command of, he nodded briefly before snapping off orders. [b]"Roger that Six, thanks for the help. Alright men, going to keep it simple, continued suppression pattern onto the Sep forces. I need to start moving the wounded and grab those that are injured. Let's work fast, men."[/b]

The clones that were placed under his command opened fire, a heavy volley of blaster bolts flied towards the Sep forces, giving Doc time to get the first of the wounded men safely back to the LAAT, and he spotted where a downed clone on his path back. That one was still firing, and had ended up in close quarters combat before being hit, it seemed. He would have to grab him when he had the chance, but there was still several more wounded to retrieve as he continued to dispatch simple orders, focusing fire on certain positions, distracting fire from the medic and his patients as he sprinted back and forth, dragging wounded men back to the LAAT, which was both a safer position now that it was on the ground and could transport the wounded once the anti air was dealt with. Finished with the wounded currently, he ducked down behind some rubble, breathing hard and firing several blaster rounds at the Sep forces, dispatching new orders.

[b]"We still got wounded ahead of us, cover and advance, I need to grab them and start patching them up before relocating them back to the LAAT."[/b] Half the clones opened fire while Doc and the other half raced forward, blaster fire whizzing over their heads, and hitting the ground around them. Reaching cover, they opened fire to allow the other half to move up as well. The extra bodies, coupled with the Jedi's brazen assault was pushing against the Sep fortress steadily now. He was close enough to reach the wounded trooper, the markings on his armor making him stand out as Pheonix, a commando that had followed the Jedi in and was injured now. [b]"Cover me, grabbing more wounded!"[/b] Short, and to the point, he made his dash out towards the injured clone, the clone forces behind him putting out an impressive amount of fire. A quick glance confirmed that it was a shot to the side, and he grabbed the trooper, speaking at the same time. [b]"Keep your head down, going to have you patched up in no time."[/b]

Doc would pull the commando to the nearest piece of cover, yelling back towards the clone forces to fire and advance, in line with the orders that the Jedi gave, while he broke out some bacta patches. [b]"Got lucky, doesn't look too bad. I'd wager you'll be back into it without need for the medivac. At least that should be able to wait until after this nut is cracked."[/b] With that, Doc would set to work patching up the commando and getting him back into the fighting as fast as he could manage safely.