The Rebel Faction

"Ensign Amar, plot a course to the Dagobah system please. Make it in as little time as possible."

"Course plotted and in the navigation computer."

"Commander, Take us to Dagobah please."

The stars streaked into lines as Ardent went into hyperspace.

Jesmin stood up out of her chair and grabed the intercom.

"Crew of the AT-HA's, you have done well. You will be receiving your bonus that we talked about. Crew of the Ardent, once we reach Dagobah, meet up with Iron Storm, tell them to go back to Bimmissari. Meanwhile I will be using one of the shuttles to fly to the Firestorm and I will ask Agbar what is the problem. Then we will proceed to neutralize the problem and then colonizing Dagobah, or a small part of it."

Jesmin signed off the intercom and sat back down in her chair. This would be a long mission. Colonizing a planet like Dagobah. No lakes, or rivers or oceans, the only water was mist and the water in the numerous swamps. An uninviting place for a Mon Calamari to be. But the Republic needed this planet, for something important. She wished Emperor Teebo's orders had specified what the use of the planet actually was. Then she would be even more determined to colonize it. She was also wondering about what kind of species to put on the colony on Dagobah. Mon Cals would hate it, as there was not a lot of water. Kubaz might like it, all those buzzing insects. That was it, the Kubaz would like the planet. So she was finding another home for the Kubaz, how wonderful. Such a good job. That would explain why she had to send those transports to Kubindi once the colony was ready to be set up.

"Green, Gold, Red and Silver Groups. Search sectors two, three, four and five. Blue Group, we get sector one, where the troops originally landed. All Blue ships spread out sweep down from the top to the bottom of the sector."

"Green commander copies, lets go. Copy Blue's manuver."

"Gold group copies. Directive Omega Search And Rescue."

"Red Group understands. Search Pattern Delta."

"Gold Lead this is Colonel Jesmin Ragabag, what is 'Directive Omega Search And Rescue'?"

"It is an old pattern that from when we were just a fleet, not an official Republic. You send ships to all corners of the sector and search inward. I have modified in recently so that you leave ships partoling the borders of the sector, in case the people you are loking for wander into your sector after your down that area."

"Good idea. Silver Group?"

"Silver Group leader is not responding."

"Silver two watch them and see if they try blink code. All groups move on with what your commander ordered you to do."

"Silver two copies."

The second AT-HA from Silver group moved in close to the firt one.

"I see something. One second."

"Report whatever they say."

"Yes sir. They report that their communications equipment just came off line. They are searching for the problem now. They can barely hear and can not send messages."

"Ok. Silver Group go to the edges of your sector and patrol them. If you find somebody, pick them up. Silver two send this message to Silver One. Then go and search with your group. I will stay here with Silver One."

"Right away sir."

"Blue group move out and do the search with out me. Command Sergeant Major Tenadar you have command of the group."

Blue and Silver groups moved off to sectors one and five. They spread out and searched, the blues from top to bottom and the silvers from bottom to top.

Meanwhile in sector two...

"Red Group is is lead. How many troops are we looking for again?"

"Ten."

"So half of the troops escaped onto the shuttle and the other half ran into the woods."

"Yep, that about sums it up."

"This is Lieutenant Nar in command of an MC-10. I see two men trapped in a swamp. Wait, they are sinking. Get somebody over here fast."

"Command Sergent Major Gondar here. We are coming as fast as we can."

Onboard the AT-HA that Command Sergeant Major Gondar was in control of.

"Master Sergeant get a rope ready to be sent down to the men in the swamp. Also get an E-web heavy repeating blaster set up in case any of the giant slugs are threatening the troops."

"Yes sir."

Master Sergeant Morenda ran done to the bay where the troops would be coming in.

“Sir we have them on our sensors. They are in the clearing as you said they would be.”

“Excellent work you two. I’m on my way.”

“Thank you Command Sergeant Major.”

“How many are there?”

“Four sir.”

“Excellent.”

They AT-HA sped up heading straight for the clearing. Once it got there Command Sergenat Major Needor landed and lowered the ramp.

“Hurry up men. Come onboard.”

“We’re coming, we’re coming.”

The four troops ran up and ramp and walked to the cockpit.

“Thank you Command Sergeant Major.”

“Not a problem. Now I just have to finish combing this sector.”

“I’m pretty sure the others are in different areas.”

“I hope so, cause if they aren’t then they are in some deep forests.”

“Command Sergeant Major Needor, sir, we have a transmition from Blue lead. She is asking how many troops we have found.”

“Let me talk to her.”

“Here you are sir.”

“Colonel Ragabag. We have recovered four troops.”

“Excellent work Command Sergeant Major.”

“This is Red lead. We recovered two.”

“That’s six total. We only another four to go people.”

“Excellent. Silver Lead and I have almost figured out their problem. I will trans mit to you again in a few minutes.”

Colonel Ragabag signed off.

Ten minutes before…

“Signal Silver Lead to land on the ground, then land beside him. Get four mechanics and four technicians up here. I need them for a little job.”

The two AT-HAs landed side by side. The ramp on both of them came down. Jesmin rushed to the one Silver Lead was in, with the four mechanics and four technicians behind her. They ran to the cockpit.
“Command Sergeant Major I have my best technicians and mechanics here to help you with the task at hand. Have you found the problem yet?”

“No but we think something happened in the connection from the equipment to the antennae. We are searching along the wire.”

“Let me and my helpers come with you.”

The group of ten went farther into the AT-HA.

“Sir I see the problem. A wire was rubbing against this piece of sharp metal. The wire split and our connection was gone.”

“How long to fix it?”

“A minute sir.”

Jesmin’s com link beeped.

“Sir we see six troops coming here, they are being chased by a slug.”

Suddenly blaster fire was heard. Jesmin rushed out of the AT-HA. Six troops ran up the ramp and into the AT-HA. Two troops from Silver Lead’s AT-HA had set up and E-web heavy repeating blaster and had blasted the slug.

“Privates. Good job. Go and get more E-webs to set up to protect this area. Signal Kubindi. The colony is ready to be set up.”

“Yes sir.”

“All groups this is Blue Lead. We have the troops. Rendezvous at the co-ordinates that we separated at. We are making a base.”

All of the groups came back to the rendezvous point and a bunch of E-webs and advanced sensors were set up. Then the convoy came in. The base was set up and the troops left. Onboard Ardent again Jesmin watched as Firestorm left orbit, to return to Mon Calamari.

“Get me a channel to Gash Jiren.”

“You have it sir.”

“Gash Jiren, this is Colonel Jesmin Ragabag of the Mon Calamari Republic. We have created a colony on Dagobah and wish to give you command of Saccorria, Dagobah and Caamas, in exchange we ask for Mon Calamari and for all of Kessel to be ours.” Jesmin signed off and returned to Bimmisaari.