Posted by Jeremy on December 15, 2019 at 12:00 AM CST
"Clankers!" came OB-118's voice over the comms unit. The rest of the squad grabbed their blasters and checked charge levels as Separtist artillery screamed over head. "There'll be no rest for us today, boyos." said Obee as he pointed to the hulking MTTs that were dispersing more battle droids in the distance.