Few minutes previous...
The flash of very familiar armor moving across the field from the tree line, to the merc Tomad had shot down made him pause his next shot. The gray plates mixed with red-black and brilliant blue specially on the shoulders. The bright silver clan Goran mark against the blue. Yeap it was Sergeant Tracinya Goran, Doctor, Hacker, Sniper. "Osi'kyr, it's buir out there!" Mav said in Tomad's ear from their shared squad link.
"What do we do now Tom'ika?" Vin asked he didn't want to fire on his buir any more than his brothers did.
"We shoot if she shoots." Runi said in a cool voice, then his side of the link went quiet, meaning he was cursing up a storm to himself that was a blessing of the helmets. Tomad didn't have to guess what his brother was saying. He was saying it too quietly. The last letter from their buir had been short and simple. "Got called in for medical back up on a dirt ball. Oya ade! Cin."
Tomad could easily recall the reply he had sent back. "Being sent to repel farmers and others. Oya, buir! Tomad."
"Mav can you see what buir's up too from up there?" Tomad finally asked since Mav was in the trees above his head, he had the snipers view as Cin had called it during their training days.
"Quick field dressing and buddy carry heading east at 4 o'clock." Mav said dispassionately.
"Squad Tor to Squad Nuna, you reading me Haran?"
"Nuna here, that you Tomad? Haran here."
"Thought you might want to know we just eye balled buir, out there with enemy." Tomad said like he was reporting anything normal about the job.
"... Great she got any uj'alayi with her?" Haran asked his voice all business but even Tomad could tell he was worried.
"Don't know she's tending wounded. Not ours either." Tomad said with a check to Mav
Mav gave a thumbs up.
"Well I pass the message then. Vor'entye ner vod." Haran cut the link and Tomad was sure that Haran had told his brothers.
It wasn't often that the squads that trained together got to work together again. Specially with all the losses on Geonoisis.
"Is there a problem Sergeant?" that was the 'cultured' voice of their Jedi Commander Padawan Zan Juno. Nice kid really but he picked the oddest times to notice the squads emotional dilemas. Tomad chewed his lip thoughtfully under his helmet and then tackled the jedi down as the merc that Tracinya was treating sent some shots their way. He could see it all from Mav's POV in their shared HUD connection.
"Our old training sergeant is out there tending to the wounded mercs." Tomad said as he knelt beside the jedi.
"I see." Zan's deep purple eyes defocused a moment as he looked in the direction of the shots being fired at them. As Mav returned fire.
"Our orders were to subdue the resistance, capture important military leaders and gather information. Would your sergeant have information that we could use?" Zan stated at last.
Tomad was sure Tracinya would know all sorts of information. Whether or not she'd tell anything was another story....
Tomad got with Haran and they figured out how best to get buir and the merc she was tending too. One of them was going to pitch a grenade and if Tracinya did like in training. She tell the other merc to run while she dove on the grenade.
"I hope she's got her good armor on and not that durasteel mimic." Haran muttered under his breath as he got ready to throw the grenade. Tomad, Mav, Vin and Runi all agreed with Haran's hope. Haran's brothers, Orar, Mird, and Kotep where quiet as they got ready to help go after the merc when they ran, it shouldn't be too hard for them to catch the wounded merc. They figured anyway...
"Okay. Ready set and ......" The grenade sailed through the air and landed not too far but not right on top of Tracinya as she was about finished with her field surgery on the other merc, was wearing armor similiar to Goran's but the colors were orange and green. The clan sigal on the armor wasn't the same either so the squads didn,t feel so bad for having shot them and getting ready to capture.
The silence in the collective helmet comlink was absolute. No breath no swallow. They watched as Tracinya Goran jumped and landed over the grenade with a yell for the other to run. The grenade blew up with a deafening roar and lifted the smaller armored woman from the ground slightly. The other ran limped away but was tackled down by Orar and Mird. Kotep coverd them with his DC 15.
Tomad was the first to reach Tracinya as she was lifting her helmet covered head. He kept his relief she was moving out of his voice as he spoke, "Don't move Ma'am."
"Su'cuy gar Tomad."