This is a repost from already scored and claimed bounty on Ring of Kafrene.
In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.
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Security Camera #523: Landing Pad C44
Voice transmission only. Unauthorised access.
Time of the recording: 13:33
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Male Voice#1: Alright, remind me what is the plan.
Male Voice#2: I thought I've explained it already. You take the long route, and make sure we have a backup if things get messy. Me and Iana go to the provided location and we breach in the building. We either find the target or intel to locate him. Swift in and out.
Female Voice#1: Messy? You told me to bring two crates of explosives. Only to be optional?
Male Voice#2: Bounty is dead or alive. It have no specifications about casualties. We jut need to complete the mission. This is the way.
Male Voice#1: Fine for me. See you on the rendezvous. This is the way.
Female Voice#1: This is the way.
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Part 2
The greatest victory is that which requires no battle
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(...) and I need another squadron of Tie-Fighters from your forces here, to secure the sector. - former imperial Captain Byron Varrasin yelled at the screen- You both are perfectly aware how crucial is my supremacy in this sector to your plans, are you?
The dialogue was cut short by the sound of metal doors being opened in the back of the room. Damned Stormtroopers! - thought Verrasin. - What is the meaning of this interruption? - yelled while turning to see who entered the room.
But those interlopers were no stormtroopers. Two, fully armored figures clad in Mandalorian armour entered the room, encircling Verrasin, with blasters pointing at him.
Who the hell are you. You will pay for this insolence! - Varrasin growled, then grabbed and activated his bow-sword and gritted his teeth.
Shocked imperial officials on the monitor made no sound, and stood in shock. Mandalorians stopped, still aiming guns at Verrasin, and one of them spoke. Calm, deep voice, filled with confidence - This party is over...
Verrasin smirked, ready to lunge at the confident Mandalorian, but the momentarily silence was disturbed by a rifle shot. The last thing imperial captain managed to do, was turn his head towards the source of the sound.
The moment of silence dragged on. - Spike! What the heck? - The Mandalorian said, his voice not as calm and confident as before.
- Neh... Boring conversation anyway. - Shrugged Spike, the Mandalorian rifleman.