Dageer Laat landed on the command center. There were dozens of thousands of clones joining this last attack. If they won this battle it would signify the capture of Geonosis and the first victory of the Grand Army of the Republic.
The place they were attacking was gigantic. The factory occupied dozens of square kilometers, but the only place the clones could attack was the front gate. The whole factory was protected by an energy shield, so unless someone from inside took out the shield generator, it would be a massacre for the clone infantry to take it.
An orbital strike would be able to easily, destroy the shield, but they could only fire after the jedis were rescued.
Dageer was informed that he was to find the general in command of the attack, jedi master Mace Windu.
He found Mace Windu looking at a hologram table, in which the factory and the clones surrounding it were represented on 3D.
Around the table were five other people wearing long brown robes. Jedi masters. There was also a number of clones, all of them lieutenants or higher ranked. Dageer wasn't sure why he, a mere squad leader was called to this meeting.
He stood at the back. Mace Windu acknowledged his arrival with a nod, but kept quiet. Not much later a group of four clone arrived.
They were different from the other clones. Their armor was much bigger and looked much heavier. Their armor was also full of blaster marks, as if they were shoot but kept going. Probably the armor was to thick, so normal blasters couldn't drill their way through.
Another difference was the color of their armor. From everything Dageer knew, all clones, be it soldiers, squad leaders, sergeants, lieutenants or captains should have the same white armor, with small differences depending on the rank. The only exception was the commanders.
And now those clones. The armor of the one leading them was orange on the upper part of his right chest and on his right shoulder. His helmet had a vertical orange strip in the middle.
The clone on the left had an almost entirely green armor, and on his back was a mechanical bag of sorts. On the middle was a clone with a black armour, with yellow patches on the arms and legs. His chest was white, but full of scorched marks. The last clone had random blood red splashes of paint.
All of them were using different variations of the DC-17m ICWS, the best weapon any clone could dream off. The orange clone was using the dual pistol variation, the green one using the blaster rifle variation, the black and yellow with the grenade launcher variation and finally the red one with the sniper variation.
All about them, be it their armors, their weapons or the way they walked showed they were no common squad. Mace Windu started the meeting asking a question to the newly arrived squad.
"Delta Squad. How did the last mission go?"
"There was a lot of fire, many dead droids and Scorch got the chance to blow a lot of things. All in all it was very good."
The orange clone didn't have much courtesy while speaking. Not that he didn't respect the jedi, but the lack of 'sirs' showed that his position was much higher than the others around the hologram table. Master Windu didn't seem fazed by it.
"Good, because I need you in your best state for your next assignment. Our objective is to take down Tharrg, destroy his factory and rescue his jedi captives. We have already sent a few hundred clones, but their defenses are too thick, and they had to retrat. Boss, you and Delta Squad are to go and save masters Djinn and Depa."