Lowering his cup slowly, Wolffe stared
at Rex. “What do you kriffing mean that we’re suppose to kill
them?” He growled out.

The captain growled back and shook the
chip at the others. “That’s what this is going to make us do.
That’s what Fives said and what Tup figured out. These things.”
He shook the jar lightly. “Are wired up to wipe us of our loyalty
to our Jedi and make us consider them traitors…and then we kill
them.”

Cody touched his own head, staring at
the glass jar. “We ALL have them?”

“Not all of the early generation but
who’s left of them?” Rex looked around. “Four or five out of
what? We are a whole army, a whole army against the Jedi? The old?
The young? The disabled of them? What about the cores?”

Several vods paled until they looked
like ghosts.

They could already imagine what would
happen.

“And our Generals? Who trust us with
their lives? Who shows us their backs? Stars light, Kenobi even lets
Cody carry his lightsaber.”

Cody gave a full body spasm.

“How many blaster bolts can a Jedi
dodge even with a saber?” Rex continued, driving in each point. He
then looked to Wolffe. “What about General Koon in his ship with
the Wolf pack behind him? He doesn’t stand a chance.”

Wolffe crushed the cup in his hand,
water pouring over his glove as he stared at his vod.

“…Then what do we do?” Someone
questioned.

“We do what we were made to do. We go
to war and we serve and protect our generals.” Rex leaned in.

()()()

Rubbing a hand over his face, Obi-Wan
slowly set his cup aside. “Force…I feel exhausted.” He sighed,
wondering where the sudden tiredness came from.

“Perhaps a small rest or meditation
then sir?” Cody asked. “We’d inform you if our situation
changes of course.” He added when he saw the Jedi open his mouth to
protest.

That got a small pause then Obi-Wan
nodded. “Yes, that does sound good. Inform me if anything changes
Cody.”

“Of course General.” Both Cody and
the comm personnel watched the Jedi go, Cody slowly counting to
twenty in his head as everyone else milled about as normal.

And then he turned to the comms.
“Longshot?”

The clone smirked. “Come in Echo
team, what’s your position?”

“Still hunting, the bitch is running.
The General?”

“Currently sleeping, you have half an
hour before he works the drugs out of his systems.”

“Copy that sir.”

Cody switched channels. “Commander
Pond? How goes?”

“Droid bait is wearing down. He’ll
burn soon.” Came the icy cold voice of Pond in return and Cody
couldn’t help a vicious grin.

“Good. Any news from Captain Rex?”

“He has a dot on the Sith Master he
says. Refuses to tell us who but he has him.”

Cody nodded that, taking a deep breath.
From what Rex had hinted at it was something high up in the Senate
and therefor anyone still chipped would not be told. Beside, what
they didn’t know they couldn’t reveal.

“And Commander Bly?”

“Still tracking the Count. He says
his General is getting suspicious though.”

Aayla Secura was one smart cookie and
that could be a problem. “Does Bly have any plans of action.”

“Tranq. Its his only plan.” Pond
suddenly went quiet for a few moments. “Kark, General Windu is
waking up.” He hissed. “Razor, tranq him, now.”

‘We’re doing this for a reason, its
for their sake.’ Cody reminds himself, fiddling with the tranq in
his own utility belt. He hopes it won’t come to that point, he’d
rather not have to drug his Jedi twice in one day.

It felt like forever until the comms
suddenly crackled again.

“Echo squad reporting in. The bitch
is down.” There was a blaster impact. “And dead.”

One Sith down, three left.

“Pond reporting in. Droid bait lit up
like a bonfire.”

Two.

Cody had to leave the tent to distract
his General when the third report came in.

“Count is cornered and scared. He’s
surrendering to our General.” That was not part of the plan but
obviously Bly couldn’t get around her. Well perhaps the information
the count would give the Order would help.

And then Rex reported in. “And then
there were none.” His voice sounded viciously satisfied.

Cody would have asked what Rex had done
when the holo display suddenly light up, General Skywalker looking
pale and shaken as he demanded to see Obi-Wan.

“Obi-Wan! The Chancellor is dead! A
sniper!”

Cody exchanged a look, startled look
with Longshot.

‘And then there were none.’