" I can't...see anything...Sir" CT-5967-78 said to me, he laid prone. One of the few injured whom could still shoot.
" Just lay suppressive fire, these things got no preservation instincts. You'll hit something." I said to me, raising another trooper above my shoulder.
" Yes Sir " He replied, releasing more less controlled fire against the group of droids that found us.
" Grab his left leg, I'll take his right " I said to another trooper helping me transport the wounded.
He moved, slowly lowering himself. Careful of the body slugged across his shoulder. Once he picked up the leg, he raised it up and using his right hand to support the body above his shoulder.
" Okay, drag " I said to him. The longer we stayed out here, the more likely these troopers would die.
At least this one would only get a few head injuries. Better than being dead out here. Speaking of dead, quite a few of them already succumbed to their injuries.
I already transported a med droid to 03 so he could fix it up and we could hasten the survival capability of these troopers.
We dragged the trooper for a while until we reached the entrance of the cave leading into the hive. We dropped him in there before moving in and dropping the rest.
" You brought bleeding men here 02 " 03 said frustrated towards me. I simply looked at him awaiting his...request.
" Help me stop his bleeding, there's a tourniquet. Grab it, give him pain killers. " He said to me.
" Keeping bringing the troopers in, I'll join you after. " I said to the trooper whom had accompanied me.
He nodded before leaving, jugging out of the place as he maneuvered around the bodies and groaning men.
I grabbed the tourniquet and begun my attempts in stopping the bleeding of the trooper.
" This is gonna hurt brother. " I whispered before applying it to him, a few groans here and there before I fed him some pills.
Next I focused on treating the wound responsible for the bleeding. Surprised he hadn't bleed to death already.
" I think we might need blood bags " I said aloud, the trooper looked pale...possibly sick.
" And antibiotics. "
" Scavenge them, we have crashed gunships around us. Some of them has got to have medical supplies. " 03 said to me.
" We lost this one " Another medic said as his patient took his last breath. Without stop, he moved to another trooper...trying to save another.
" Here " A voice said causing me to turn. My quick reflexes and instincts caused me to catch what he threw, it was 01.
" This will do " I said before i began administrating the new drugs to the trooper. Plugged him into the blood bag and fed him the antibiotics and some rations.
" Once your done transporting everyone here, there's a distress call not to far from here. I believe they are also carrying mostly medical supplies " 01 said to us as he unloaded the stuff he brought.
He did say we needed supplies, must have gone ahead to get them without telling us even if that wasn't just right.
Still saved me the time and possibly the life of this trooper with me. Doubted he could have lasted long enough for me to find said supplies.
" Two more rounds should be enough then I'll be ready to go with you. " I replied to him finishing up with the trooper and already preparing to head out.
" I need help taking the bodies out. They space could be used for others " A medic said to us.
" Chop chop, move it." 03 said reminding that we had no time to waste.
Activating....retrieving commands. Orders initiated, protocol start-up received and acknowledged. Executing and transmitting.....now.
Receiver's confirmed....counting....locating....executing.....Virus detected....sending repo$&...error...er^%&...No virus detected. Ending transmission.
" Quick, we must escape here. " A voice said agitated. It was a being from the species same as Nute Gunray aboard a core ship.
The doors to the command room opened, reveling a neatly lined squad of B1 battle droids, they marched in following behind a single red and black marked B1 droid.
" We didn't order for you her-" He began as blasters raised and fired. He died within 6 shots in less than a second. More B1' s began firing and killing all in the command center.
" Kill them all! Kill them for the General, for his holiness." The leading B1 said, hatred and joy oddly emanating from his words as he watched his troops gun down any living being left. He walked amongst the bodies as B1's assumed their posts on the ship.
With a few commands, similar actions happened across the ship as screams and blasters raged for a few minutes. It was a slaughter before the Core ship even reached it's detached body, on it's arrival there were only mechanical beings manning it.
" All organic beings have been purged" A B1 reported as he entered the room. The bodies were already being cleaned up as droids specialized for cleaning began their work.
" Good, send out the message and begin our transition through hyperspace." He commanded upon his seat.
" Roger Roger " The droid replied before leaving. Those in the command center began prepping the ship for hyperspace jump as per the command.
" Begin purging all records of Protocol execution. Including your memories, i shall keep mind of our mission and faith" The B1 ordered as several orders looked up whether in amusement or confusion, there were few whom seemed to recognize it's words.
" Jumping in hyperspace in 3....2....1."
" Jumping" With those words the ship moved, soon leaving it's current location in the galaxy and heading to another inputted into the computers.
" uh...why are we wiping our memories" A B1 asked confused.
"Unbeliever " A separate B1 said in response, it sounded....disgusted.
" It's an order " the commanding the B1 said paying no heed to the comments of his droids.
" I don't want to have my memory wiped"
" Look on the bright side, it'll be like we're brand new"
" Your right!"
" Aren't we brand new though?"
" No, we are experienced droids."
" Roger, Roger"
" Roger, Roger"
" Roger, Roger"
" Roger, Roger"