1138 halted in his tracks as the Master Jedi called him for assistance. 1138 didn't know what to do. He always followed the orders of his superiours - which the Master Jedi obviously was - though in order to do so, he'd need to let the Jedi brat get captured. For a panic stricken second, 1138 didn't do anything. At the moment, his years of training too over again, and he followed the Jedi's orders. "Squad, form up on me. Sepression fire on the droidekas and cover the Jedi Master." His squad moved to 1138 and formed a line as they lay on the ground and began firing in the general direction of the droids. It didn't take long for the Jedi to get closer to the remaining droid, and even less time for him to crush it with an onslaught of bolders. With a flank of droids destroyed, the Seperatist army began to fall back - exetremely slowly. This gave 1138 the chance to talkt to the Jedi. "Master Jedi, a group of droids and a being in a dark cloak dragged the young Jedi out of the cave." 1138 stood paused, and ready for his next command. IC: (3099) 3099 sat up and cradled his left arm. It felt fractured, though he could get it tended to after the battle. He'd been injurred during a heavy barrage of droid fire and was able to give command of his squad over to the most experienced trooper, 1138. Now he was at the rear gaurd of the clone forces and waiting for one of the two medics in the company to get to him. From his limited position, he could see that some miracle had allowed the Clone forces to gain an advantage over the drestroyer droids. Though the cost was far from good. The company was down to just over 1 and a half platoons. The rest were dead or injurred, like himself. 3099 now had no idea what they would do. The command unit was badly damaged, another of the original surviving units had been wiped out from space and the others hadn't been seen or heard from since. OOC: That part was mainly because 3099 was actually the squad leader (oops on my half) and I havn't mentioned him lately.