IC: Captain Jason Lasso Secured Warehouse section, somewhere near "The Docks" and Street AA-Three Lasso had made it to clear sight of the factory, hunkering down behind a warehouse. The mad charge of guards had slowed down to a trickle up the hill, little remnants of a once mighty charge, dismantled by the superior firepower and foresight of a droid programmed with tactics-based warfare in mind, moved up the hill in a last ditch heroic vain attempt to win the night of bloodshed. Whether that charge of guards was purely dismantled by a lack of warm bodies now standing or by the withdraw of forces from a command post was not yet clear. Lasso could see the blind man waving him down, mostly thanks to the parking lot and building lights that Dak had retained for security purposes for his ambush. Waving back that he saw the blind man, Lasso used the attached flashlight to his blaster rifle's barrel and flashed it several times towards Dak. With communications down, the "universal" code for friendlies was the best Lasso could do, hoping Dak wouldn't over think it and think it was a trick by the enemy. As the last of the guards either fell or started to retreat, the droid's blaster bolts soon came to a stop. ************* A Few Minutes later ""...rescue party," Lasso was saying from behind the factory as he tossed Boras a few captured enemy energy clips for a blaster, "Now it's time to get out of here." "What, in Ayres's beast?" Dak asked, raising an eyebrow, then looking over at the old mechanic leaning out the driver's side door, "No offense, but we're going to be clear targets for any Espos on the way out. And not to mention, where did everyone go? And why aren't the Espos sending a whole army down here? We must of alerted every law enforcement station, sensor, and not to mention awoken every civilian in twenty miles from here." "Okay," Lasso replied, shrugging, "Then we leave. Rescue attempt completed." Dak shook his head, "No, no! We need to find out what the heck is going on here!" Dak said, "There's a reason why the Espos aren't storming this place as we speak! If it's illegal goods, if we could somehow use Ayres' beast here, we could steal said illegal supplies and no one would know. And I'm going to venture to guess that they're no selling stuffed teddy bears with all the mercenary muscle guarding this place. We need the supplies, Captain!" Lasso looked around the group, noting from a logical point of view the sudden silence. Maybe everyone had died? No, that wouldn't make sense. There was a command element here somewhere and Dak had already explained he had found nothing of a command post inside the factory. So it must be in one of the warehouses. Or the sea boat docked at the docks. And where had the Imperials gone to? "Fine---" Lasso started to say, but the sudden rapid exploding debris of a warehouse in he distance, followed quickly by another one, and both preceeded by a flash of green light from the sky, was drowned out. The ground shook, the explosions deafening all normal levels of hearing. "Orbital bombardment!" Lasso yelled, but his words would not be heard, his speak drowned out by the deafening roar of impacts, "To the speeder truck!" But only Lasso's mouth moved, no words could be heard. The roar and shake of the ground was so mighty as building after building went up in flaming debris that Lasso felt like his head would simply explode---let alone his flesh ripped from his bones---as blast waves collided into each other from impact after impact from the heavy turbolaser battery strikes, causing a terrible effect of destruction as blast waves blew through smaller buildings and all but dismantled vehicles and any organic body standing in the way. The last thing Jason knew, before everything going black, was reaching the speeder truck, his hand reaching out as Boras pulled him inside and Mahaben was climbing inside the speeder truck next to him. Then Lasso felt like an invisable hand had reached out and lifted him and the speeder truck up off the ground, rolling them both like rag dolls as a blast wave expanded from the factory being hit--- ****************** Unknown time later The first thing Lasso could hear were the voices and the radio chatter. As he forced his eyes open against a blinding headache and flashlights, a piece of metal being removed off of him, he could see the Espos' faces. "Must be one of the Colonel's mercenaries. Still alive!" barked an Espo, "We better get him out of here before that Imperial drop ship gets here and starts asking questions." "Asking questions!?" Barked the Espo next to him, "We're being invaded!" "Invaded?!" The first Espo said, "We're a protected independent government under the Galactic Empire! The Empire wouldn't dare invade CSA space! Talk is, the orbital fire came from a Gladiator-class Star Destroyer, a CSA destroyer mind you, who was given wrong orders." "Wrong orders? This is a civilian sector! And last I saw, Gladiators don't punch firepower like that! Sounds like an Imperial cover up, just saying" said the second soldier in reply, disgusted, as they reached and picked up Jason Lasso from the rubble. All around, Espos flooded through the burning remains of the warehouses and factory, emergency vehicles and droids of every type searching the debris field for survivors. The night sky was more like daytime as people and machine used lights and vehicles to search the rubble. Colonel's mercenaries? Lasso thought as he blacked out again, being loaded into the back of an ambulance and transported to the nearest hospital. Where, and if they were still alive, were the other Mercs? Ayres? Boras? Mahaben? Dak? Such questions escaped Lasso's mind blackness became his friend once again.... TAG Factory Folks! OOG: I will be getting a post up to detail the Imperial side of things ASAP tomorrow or Thursday.