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The icy wind blew around the squad as they approached a small camp with a fire still roaring “The reports say all insurgent positions are falling back, yet command has told us to hold positions. What the hell are they thinking? That’s not the way to win a war.” TK-102 said through his comms to his squad which numbered 6 others. They all chuckled save for their commander who told him to knock it off as they searched the small camp which seemed to have been left my either fleeing rebels or some civilians that wanted to make it out of the city during the initial fight. “Fire is still warm, that means they probably aren’t to far. Can we go and check it out.” TK-102 asked to which the senior sergeant replied with a shake of the head. “Negative our orders are to hold positions until given the green light. I’d suggest you be thankful the fire is still warm and that we don’t have to deal with some damn combat. Not that you even know what it would feel like.” TK-304 the sergeant said as he kneeled next to the flame looking out to the forest. TK-102 slumped down next to the fire and huddled it close as did two others while the rest took a defensive position waiting for orders.

Little did the squad know they were being watched from a distance, primarily by someone whose expertise it was to kill said type of people. The hunter stalked its prey, moving ever so closer from her snowy hiding spot. The two liberators watched her crawl forward slowly, barely able to hear her shift in the snow as she moved with her Cycler rifle out. All three of them had their weapons pointed at the camp, ready to pounce when the time was right.

Soon enough, Kle was in her position close to the ground, barely noticeable if someone wasn’t looking for her. She reached down to her waist and pulled a thermal detonator from her belt, priming it and waiting a moment. Silently, she counted the seconds before throwing it at the imperial position. One of them would be able to get out the words “What the?,” before the explosion hit the squad from the center.

The squad all blew back, the three from the center were dead in an instant. Another two were critically injured and couldn’t move. Leaving the sergeant and another trooper left. Both scatter shot into the open snow, as they ducked behind a tree. “TK-304 reporting fire. Squad nearly destroyed, mark on position. Over.” TK-304 reported back while TK-9230 stood kneeled behind a tree with his E-11 aimed in the open. Firing indiscriminately at the open area while the sergeant continued reporting in.

Firing in any nonsensical direction was generally not a good idea, but they were desperate and panicked which was what Kle had planned on. She took aim with her rifle while prone, aiming at the one firing before firing. The shot ripped through his shooting arm, allowing the trandoshan to run up behind a tree before they could try and shooting at her. Kle looked around for a way to get past them, before looking at he tree she hid behind. Her claws dig into the thick bark and allowed herself to climb up while her two followers began to lay down a suppressive fire on the the two remaining storm troopers.

TK-9230 slumped back as his arm was shot and turned to the sergeant. Shaking his head, while he may not have had the ability to return fire he had a plan. The trooper pulled out a frag grenade and armed it. He then ran out into the open where the two rebels opened fire on his position, while they were trained on TK-9230, the sergeant pulled out his own Frag grenade and threw it at the position which would kill or disperse them allowing him to pick them off. TK-9230 went down but it was too late for the rebels to notice the plan and a grenaded landed in their pit and blew up, killing them both. The sergeant unaware of Kle moved over to where the 2 critically wounded troopers laid and kneeled next to them to give them comfort while reporting him “TK-304, insurgent eliminated, 4 casualties and 2 injured. Request assistance.” the comms officer noted the report and confirmed orders for a dispatch.

Kle looked back to see the bodies of the two she had taken with her, their deaths did very little to affect her in any true sense but it was slightly saddening. The trandoshan eventually got into the branches of the trees and slowly moved as to not make noticeable rustling which was hard for a trandoshan. But she could see him talking. Eventually she jumped down and landed next to the trooper, she went to throw him back into the snow and leaped upon him, ripping his helmet off of him.

“Give me your name, prey!”

TK-304 spit in the monsters face as the his face quickly became red from the snow. “I’ll tell you nothing.”

A sadistic smile ran across her face as she wiped the spit from her face.”That’s what I hoped to hear,” she chuckled before pulling out her vibroknife and ran it across the storm trooper’s armor. Kle jammed it into the soldier’s left shoulder and turned it, allowing the blade to do some work. “Speak,” she commanded.

“GAH” The sergeant screamed as the knife dug into his shoulder. “I’ll tell you nothing, I’m already a dead man, I know of your work. Let alone the work of trandoshans.”

“You know of me? Then my reputation is more widespread than I thought,” Kle cackled before off of the soldier before stomping on his chest. She looked over at the two wounded troopers before stomping down on TK-304 again, but this time on his knee cap. The trandoshan walked over to the two and took their helmets off before dragging them over to a tree. She walked back over to the still conscious trooper and spoke to him, “If you know who I am then I think you know what I do, yes?” She motioned to the dioxis grenades on her belt.

The two troopers unconscious by now due to the explosion didn’t move. The sergeant nodded but waved the thought out of his mind. He then thought to himself he still held another grenade and two stun grenades if only he could get to them without the trandoshan knowing. “I d..d..do. Just get it done. B..b….but if you expect me to t..t...talk. I’ll need the warmth from a helmet.” The sergeant said hoping to distract the dumb alien.

Kle let out a laugh, “Yet you speak already. You do not need a helmet, just as I do not.” Her eyes scanned the imperial before crouching down, his belt still held a grenade, something she had already used once to ambush them. “I suppose loot is in order,” she told herself before plucking the explosive away from his belt, yet leaving the stun grenades. “I know you will not talk Imperial, even if I dare to kill your comrades. An attribute of loyalty to your emperor,” she stood up and looked to the trees, “I can get you medical help, save you. But you are all merely brainwashed boys, prey to me and my species.”

“It’s freezing here, the helmet and suit have heaters. As for us being prey do what you need to do.” The sergeant knew what was coming yet didn’t care. He had prepared for this ever since his first taste of combat. Yet he wasn’t done yet, he used his good arm quickly grabbed a stun grenade and set it off, hoping either assistance would arrive or he would awake before the monster laid in front of him.

It was fortunate for the trooper that the trandoshan was crouched over him, close to the stun grenade when it went off. The results were instant as both soldiers were incapacitated from the blast, Kle being sent to her back as she lost consciousness. However, it was up to luck to see if the soldier’s wishes would come true.
Hunter Squad




She could hear them in the distance, speedbikes of scout troopers as they made their way to analyze rebel control of Lorya, her thermal binoculars zoomed in on them as they made their way through the snowy plains of the planet. Even after the liberators took the planetary capital, the Empire was very eager to go about and get all the information they wanted. Kle lowered her binoculars and pulled up her rifle, leading her shots. The very audible sound of her rifle going off indicated her shot, and it struck true as it caught one of the scouts in the side.

Those troopers were only about 900 meters out, still in the optimal range of her rifle, and in sight enough for her to see the trooper fly off his bike only for it spin out of control and explode when it hit the ground. Kle let out a sinister laugh as she slowly began to move out of her hiding spot in the rocks. She could see the other scout leaving the area, possibly out of panic or simply wanting to draw her out, however she did see him turn around to speed back to his friend. A grave mistake as this time her bullet met his head, a more aimed shot than the last.

Cycler rifles were effective against most infantry these days as most armor was designed against blaster shots and not high velocity metal. Regardless, she moved forward, keeping her Cycler at the ready as she moved towards her prey.

As she drew near she could hear the injured scout moaning in pain and gripping his side where her round had entered. Kle then stood over him, “Imperial, your death will give me the scorekeeper’s blessing, yes!” Her tone was that of a sadistic killer, which was true given she took great pleasure in the hunt. The scout raised one of his hands and pleaded, “Please don’t kill me! I’m just doing my job!” However his words meant nothing to her as she pulled out her vibroknife and crouched next to him, her massive hand ripped the helmet off of him and she could hear the imperial command he was in contact with telling him to report.

“I shall make it swift, no pain,” her voice stated, before her knife went through his temple to end him instantly. Kle looked over at the helmet, still hearing the commanding voice, she walked over and picked up the helmet. “Both dead, send more so that I may collect more points,” she told the voice before crushing the helmet with both of her hands.

The trandoshan made her way back to her hiding spot where two of the liberators were still lying in wait like she had told them. “You’re a good shot,” one of them laughed, a young one, Michroy. The other, a much older man who was likely in his fifties nodded his head in agreement.

“We move back to the city. Before curious artillery hit the area, if they can,” she told them before pulling out a communicator, she sent a message through to what was to be her command for the time being. “Two scouts killed, Hunter Squad reporting back to Lorya soon.”

The two picked up their rifles and began to follow her through the snow to a hidden repulsor sled to make their way back to Lorya which was only a few minutes away.


Kle Isch

”A most glorious hunt it is when the hunter is cornered”


Species: Trandoshan
Faction/Unit: Rebel Alliance,
Location: Lorya
Synopsis of Role: Special Forces, worked as bounty hunter for thirteen years, master of trapping and ambush. Equipped with Tusken Cycler Rifle, Vibro knife, 2x Dioxis Gas Grenades, 3x Thermal Detonators, 1x Thermal Imploder, and finally a pair of thermal binoculars.

History:
Kle Isch was born on the planet Trandosha and, for the most part, lived the normal life that a trandoshan would which would be that of a hunter. She took upon the training with rigour and her family found her to be very adept with her tasks, even from a young age. However, she was not a true hunter for most of her life on Trandosha for she had never done her rite despite being one of the best hunters among her family. Kle planned to escape her rite, never wanting to do it out of her fear of failing her family.

When she turned fifteen, an adult age for trandoshans, she ran away from her home planet before she was forced to take the rite. Essentially abandoning her people, she found comfort in being employed by a mercenary group on Tatooine. She flourished there, killing Tuskens with relative ease and taking one of their rifles for her own as she knew their range were great and many armors were designed to take blaster hits, not a high-velocity metal bullet.

Life was good for the three years she was there, however, she received terrible news that her friends were all killed in a Tusken ambush back from one of their jobs that she was not able to take part in for she was employed as a bodyguard for a wealthy merchant while he was staying there. The news was something that hit her hard, hard enough for her to return to her family on Trandosha to seek comfort. Yet, she got little comfort after abandoning them and her rite of passage. Her hand was forced in the passage and the family forced her to hunt a jedi padawan, not just any padawan but a wookie one.

Having to hunt the rival of her species brought her some happiness but her prey was that of the Jedi order which would fall only a year later. Kle set about the hunt with vigor, wanting to restore her honor to her family. However, when she eventually cornered her prey, she could not bring herself to kill a child, even from the species that she despised for old blood. Kle simply could not, and more so, she helped the padawan escape having to kill members of her own family along the way when they discovered her plot.

Nevertheless, she returned the padawan to the Jedi Order where she was soon placed under arrest, however, she was found innocent given the pleas of the padawan. For a time, she lived the life of a lone gun, a vagabond who lived through the fall of the Jedi and the rise of the empire. The Clones has betrayed and slaughtered the Jedi, she immediately hated the new government but was forced to live under its laws for the time being.

Then, once the Rebellion rose up and became dug in, she found herself within their ranks where she fell upon Storm Troopers with a fury that only a trained trandoshan could. Among the Imperial Ranks she became known as “The Gas Bringer,” given her tendency to use dioxis has on unsuspecting Imperial ranks. However, her services were limited in that she requested that she work alone where she could, not wanting to gain attachments to anyone else to avoid the grief that she wanting to escape. Then she was assigned to the Uslam system, shortly after her arrival the planet was blockaded which bode well for everyone, it was time for the the Gas Bringer to resurface.

You got my interest!
Samgolan Patriotic Party


The case of Stephen Adeagbo was a simple case of a bank employee attempting to sell customers’ identity to foreign entities. While it was a lucrative task, it was not legal, in fact it was a felony… felonies are bad. Thus, Stephen got sent to the District Courts.

Next on the list was Seye Egwero’s case which was about a law passed in the province of Dabrado requiring “hard to get Voter Registristration IDs,” thus, in order to vote he is challenging the law in court. This was a very valid case that was best suited for the Provincial Court to take care of. You go Seye, get your right to vote.


Samgolan Patriotic Party


Terrorists and babies, that was the perfect start to a day as the Islamic Army managed to capture a nursery holding many infants and caretakers. Such a situation was delicate as the people made their demands clear, for a clear route to Nigeria. Unfortunately, attempting to clear them out might result in the slaughter of these minors, something they could not allow. With this in mind, the military would rather not take the chance, even if they were starving and had low ammunition. With that in mind however, it made the prospect of pushing in a lot more tempting, but they would have to be stealthy with how the army went about it.

The decision was made, the plan was made, a six man team would insert through a maintenance area while a negotiation was feigned. Another team would find an entrance through an unlocked window or roof if there was one. They would clear out the resistance quietly, alarm could not be raised until the last possible minute. The plan would take expert timing and perfect acting by the negotiator, but they could not allow themselves the chance to let these terrorists get what they wanted. They would take prisoners, valuable information could be extracted from them.


Samgolan Patriotic Party


The Trial of Zan Mahol was a long and tenuous thing to say the least mainly lawyers loyal to the SD saying everything they could about how legal the SDSF truly was. The trial lasted a total of five hours before the jury was sent to decided upon the case where they spent an additional three hours to decide the fate of Mahol. Eventually, the Jury came back to the court and stated, “Zan Mahol is found guilty of breaking law thirty-seven, however he is not guilty of treason to the state,” the speaker told the courtroom, the lawyers for Mahol sighed in relief as this was the best possible outcome for the man.

“Very well, Zan Mahol, I sentence you to no more than five years in prison, but only three years with good behavior,” the judge said, before hitting his gavel down, “I find this trial adjourned.”




The Minister of Defense was glad to see that the Air Force was providing some much needed support for the ground forces in Ziwa. However the situation of Matutuke Air Force Base has definitely caught his eye, not wanting for the pilots to work under hazardous situations in their own air fields as well as wanting something that was more up-to-date, allowed the funds of just over two-million to be allocated to the air base. It would no doubt improve their ability to strike at the militia forces with ease.


Samgolan Patriotic Party


The situation in Ziwa had remained light, but with two hundred militia forces ambushing and killing fifty of their men was something that would not go unnoticed. Minister Teleola implored the Prime Minister for the use of the Air Force to help them dispatch the enemy as well as gain an intelligence advantage over them. Much to his pleasure, Bassong agreed, so long as the targets were outside civilian settlements. Minister of Defense Teleola released a statement later in the day, “I have been informed the the military is allowed the use airstrikes against the Islamic Army in Ziwa. We will not target them in any civilian settlement however, but they will be dealt with and we will free the people of Ziwa from this threat. Those of you who are watching while under militia control, know that we are coming to save you, glory to Samgola!”




Unemployment was still high, it was a problem that needed to be dealt with and Xirsi, with the bill they had proposed earlier in the year they felt that it was able to help alleviate this. “Not only will the Lawful Justice Bureau aid in lowering unlawful arrests but employ Samgolan, this aiding in solving one of the problems that we are experiencing in our country.”


Samgolan Patriotic Party


With the battles raging in Ziwa against the Islamic Army, individuals within Samgolan army began to distinguish themselves as true heroes for the nation. One such man was Corporal William Eteki, a man who had managed to hold off two repeated counter attacks at night with low ammunition. This action was worth merit, a reward was to be given to the soldier directly by the Minister of Defense when he flew out to meet some of the soldiers fighting there and try to boost morale.

The soldiers not on patrol gathered in the camp as an impromptu stage had been set up. Minister Teleola saluted to the men, they saluted back. Then the minister spoke, “We are gathered here to recognize an act of heroism and duty to the country,” he motioned to the corporal, “Corporal William Eteki held his position, knowing that he had low ammunition, and he forced back the Islamic Army two times. A true act of valor worth commending even if the fighting is light.” A soldier behind him presented the Minister with the Medal of Honor, the minister picked it up and stood in front of the corporal who stood at attention. The Minister pinned the medal to the soldier and turned back to the crowd who began applauding for the corporal. “Let us all strive to have the resolve Mr. Eteki showed! Let us show the Islamic Army what kind of men they are dealing with! True Samgolan men!”

Corporal Eteki receiving his medal

Samgolan Patriotic Party


The case of Zan Mahol v. Samgola, this was a true case with the a very high difficulty of sorting it into the court that would best deal with it. The debates between Provincial and The Kamidye First Circuit courts had been given as the case may have been politically motivated, though no clear evidence towards it was given, and it was regarding a national law. However, there was one fact that the case had that turned heads, both parties were interpreting the laws in different ways with Zan Mahol believing his ‘SDSF’ to purely be political activists and the Bassong Administration believing it to be a paramilitary force. It was this fact that made the decision, the fact that decided where it would be held; the State Court. The State Court, while dealing suits between two parties also dealt with law interpretation, meaning that Zan Mahol could very well make a case that he is within legal boundaries if his interpretation of the law was convincing enough.

The decision was made, the trial would take place in the State Court.


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