Troopers

Me, and two of my comrades were pinned down behind a huge block of rubble. We were receiving blaster fire from all directions, so it seemed like there would be no escape. Kevin looked towards me and Sven, and then said, "I'm going to run out in the open, and draw their fire, leaving you enough time to find cover somewhere else."

I protested, "That is completely idiotic! You can't do that!"

Kevin shouted, "I am the ranking officer here, I call the shots! Now, on the count of three, I move out and draw their fire, and you guys run like hell and find cover next to that damaged AT-AT. "Ok, on my mark. One. Two. Covering fire! Move! Move! Move!"

Sven, and I both ran as fast as our legs would carry us, while Kevin drew the enemy's fire. As we approached the wrecked AT-AT, I looked back, only to see Kevin get blasted to oblivion.

"Damn," I said.

"He knew he was going to die, he did it for us," Sven said

"This thing might be down, but its weapons might still be able to fire", I said, as we both crawled through the AT-AT hatch. I charged the weapons, and then fired. Success! Two Rebel soldiers dropped to the ground. "Let's see how you like it." I then started mowing down several Rebel soldiers. I kept shooting, until there was no one left standing. Sven, and I got out of the AT-AT and headed back to base.

The good news was, the attack on the Rebel camp was successful. The bad news was, only two stormtroopers survived.