Chapter 7 - Wrist Rocket (1/2)

The battle that followed lasted for no more than twenty seconds, but it was intense. First the droids, stupid as ever, spent a moment figuring out were to shoot. That was enough for one of the B1 get obliterated.

Deciding that CT-4063 side was the weaker one they started marching and firing his way. The E-5 that the droids used were able to rapid fire, losing on accuracy but gaining on damage. Plus the fact that droids usually win by overwhelming their enemies with numbers, the E-5 and them were a perfect combination.

The B2 Super Battle droid was also a big problem. His double wrist laser blasters and thick armor made him equal to three B1 droids.

CT-4063 and CT-4087 were only able to stay hidden, but the squad leader was doing a good job, directing his men to pick the droids one by one.

The lasers coming from the droids lessened considerably, and they judged safe to come out. The only droid left was the B2 unit.

CT-4087 took aim and fired, his shot hitting the target. Seeing this he came out of cover, his hands alredy up in commemoration.

Only to be hitten by a rocket directly on the face.

”CT-4087! Noo!”

CT-4063, who just saw one of his brothers die, jumped out and fired a stream of lasers on the B2, melting part of his metalic face. He only stopped when he was sure it was dead.

On his feet was a deformed clone helmet.

Squad leader CT-4099, who had seen everything consoled him.

”He was a good soldier. But he was also overconfident. Those wrist rockets are deadly even to the AT-TEs. Don't let his courage be in vain by dying here.”