John, and Morris returned to the depot, and got back into their snowsuits. They were packing some of the bags with supplies.

John: *Holding two light sticks, a smaller version of a lightsaber* We may need these. *Set them down suivant to a bag*
Morris: I guess it's occurred to toi now that the Imperials know what we're up to.
John: The thought did traverser, croix my mind. *Turns on the radio* Broadsword calling Danny Boy, Broadsword calling Danny Boy. Over. Broadsword calling Danny Boy, Broadsword calling Danny Boy. Over.
Republic Corporal: *Hears John, and walks into Admiral Roland's room* It's Broadsword sir. *Returns to the radio*
Admiral Roland & Colonel Turner: *Standing behind the Corporal*
Republic Corporal: Danny Boy calling Broadsword. Come in Broadsword.
John: McPherson murdered. The other three have been captured. We are making our way into the château now. Please have transport standing by.
Admiral Roland: Pull out now Major, save yourselves.
John: toi must be joking. Over, and out.
Admiral Roland: That is an order Broadsword.

But there was no reply.

Admiral Roland: Broadsword? Broadsword? *Panicking* Come in Broadsword! *Waits three seconds* Broadsword!
Republic Corporal: They're gone sir.
Colonel Turner: *Faces away from the radio* DAMMIT!! It's all my fault.
Admiral Roland: It's all our fault Colonel.
Colonel Turner: Maybe I'm getting too old.
Admiral Roland: There's nothing plus toi could have done. *Sighs* Well, there's no doubt about it now. The Imperials have totally penetrated the Republic. They know every déplacer we make before we make it.
Colonel Turner: Where are they getting it all from? We handpicked every man for this operation. We have haut, retour au début security.
Admiral Roland: Security? That, along with the rest of the Republic is starting to become a joke.

2 B Continued