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You signal for all your men to hit the ground, and you start crawling quickly and silently towards a nearby ditch.
You slide into the chest deep ditch with all your men behind you. The ditch seems to run up very close to your objective.
You and your men run crouched over down the ditch towards your objective, but you've already lost valuable time.
You hear a siren sound at the base headquarters, and soon storm troopers are flooding in from everywhere.
The ditch provides good cover for you and your men, and dozens of storm troopers fall to the deadly power of your mens blasters.
You order your men to pull back, and fight your way out of the base, there is no way you could possibly reach your objective through the horde of imperials that now surrounds you.
Your men cut a deadly path through the imperial troopers surrounding you, and you get closer and closer to the base perimeter.
Your men are fighting like cornered gunftats, striking out in every direction, and never missing their target, you can't help but be proud of them at this moment.
Suddenly you hear a noise over the fire of blasters, and your heart sinks in your chest, no matter how courageously your bunch of rebels fight, they will never escape the walker who's footsteps you now hear.
"Run! Run!" you scream, you know that you will all be gundah meat when that thing comes into range.
You pray to all the gods of all the mountains of Barksheldi as you run behind your men, pushing them ahead.
All your prayers for escape are in vain however, as green bolts of deadly cannon fire from the four legged walker fall within your party, incinerating your bodies and sending you to the eternal halls of valhalla. A true warriors death for you and your men.
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