As the firestorm opened up all around him, Wolf dove into cover behind some rubble. He could hear the carnage that was being caused by the Geonosian turrets. Poking out from behind cover, Wolf fired a few shots towards the turrets, knowing full well that they would do little more than serve as a minor annoyance. As he was about to pull back into cover, Wolf noticed one of his brethren get struck a glancing blow from one of the turrets. The wound was not enough to kill the trooper, but he was clearly injured. Breaking cover, Wolf sprinted over to the fallen trooper. Firing one handed with his DC-15S, he used his other hand to grab the trooper and began hauling him back into cover. The fallen clone, pulled his own rifle out and added to the covering fire as Wolf wrestled them both behind more fallen debris.

Once they were back in the relative safety of the rubble, Wolf gave the trooper a once-over, checking to make sure the wound wasn't going to be fatal. [b]"Th..thanks brother."[/b] The clone spoke, clearly in pain. He clasped Wolf's wrist in a gesture of thanks and Wolf returned the gesture, nodding. Motioning for a medic to come and help his injured brother, Wolf pulled out his DC-15A and peered out around the boulder he was hovering behind. His look was greeted by a sudden burst from the turrets. Pulling his head back swiftly, Wolf heard the concussive shots rebounding off the cover. Cursing silently, he wondered what they would be able to do to get past these turrets.

Before he could think up another option, Wolf heard Falcon shout out the order to charge the turrets. He knew that this would mean he would stay back as a marksman and attempt to pick off the gunner inside. As his brothers all charged out from behind cover, Wolf braced his DC-15A against the boulder he had hidden behind. Leaning in, he adjusted the scope until he could see beyond the dust and into the turret emplacements. The exchange of blaster fire from his clone brethren, and the fire from the turrets, was making it difficult to get a bead on the people inside the emplacement. Taking a breath, Wolf steadied himself. Spotting movement he pulled the trigger and watched as the bolt hit home. He hadn't hit the gunner, but that had not been his target, not this time. Making some quick adjustments, Wolf set his sights on the area just above the turret that was still firing mercilessly into the crowd of charging troopers. The glare from the gun was making it too difficult to make out a solid shape behind the turret, and so Wolf made an assumption. Calming himself for the shot, he made a last minute adjustment and then simply fired, letting the rifle do the rest of the work. The shot seemed to take forever to reach its target and once it did Wolf held his breath, hoping his aim had been true. After a moment's pause, the turret stopped firing. Wolf smiled. [i]One down.[/i]