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The Ghost descended upon the planet Avictus, the dull coloured planet making the Ghost a beacon of light, amongst the unique sand blue and maroon flora. The ship landed with a clunk, as the landing gear absorbed the force of the landing. The cargo bay door opened with a hiss, as four figures walked down the ramp onto the dull gray grass.
The four tracked through the forest, stopping at a large ridge overlooking a small town, looming in the shadow of an ominous gray Imperial refinery. The town itself was scattered and brightly coloured, giving the town a welcoming feel, or at least it was ment to, the effect was greatly diminished by the large bleak Imperial wall surrounding the small city, leaving only three exits, two ray-shielded gates on the east and south sides entering the town and one leaving the Imperial compound barricaded by a blast door and two AT-DP walkers
Ezra bridger, former street rat and youngest of the group assembled, lowered his vibriobinoculars and rubbed his eyes with an exasperated sigh,
"Well," he said as he spun around to face the others, "The Rebelion seriously overestimates our abilities if they think we can take down that, and get the fulcrum agent out."
"The kids right," Rex, ex-clone commander and veteran of the clone wars said as he lowered his vibriobinoculars, "Those walls are double condensed Quadanium steel, they built cruisers out of that. Add the ray-shields to the equation and you ain't getting in anytime soon, and that's just for the town, I haven't even touched on the refinery yet."
"Alright, alright, I get it we're in a tough spot, nothing we haven't done before." Kanan Jarrus, Jedi knight and one of the few survivors of Order 66, reasoned.
"Aaah, Kanan," Garazeb 'Zeb' Orelios, ex-royal guard of Lasan and muscle of the crew, exclaimed while scratching behind his ears, "No offence, but you can't see the size of this refinery, it's like getting the Imperial refinery on Lothal and putting it just on the edge of Tarkin Town."
"Oh."
"Now put a massive metal wall around it."
"Oh."
Rex stood and with one last look at the town turned to face the group gathered,
"We better go tell Hera and the fleet."