Star Wars: Escape from the Jedi Temple Begins

"Since the plan is feasible, let's refine it as much as possible," Lance said, stroking his chin. "As for uncontrollable factors... it doesn't matter if they see through our deliberate smokescreen."

Regardless, he had made up his mind: he was determined to seize this war money.

It wasn't that he was greedy, but rather that he couldn't let this wealth fall into the hands of the empire.

"By the time we meet up with Ahsoka, it will be almost time."

"Sir, with so many troops, do we still need to cooperate with that bounty hunter?" The hunter still harbored resentment over Fennek's abduction of Omega.

"The cooperation must continue. She already knows our purpose. Only by involving her, creating shared interests and a common enemy, will she not betray us."

"......All right."

......

time flies.

The dreadnought USS Raptor appeared suddenly in the void like a ghost.

Ahead in sight was a Generous-class combat frigate, with a spaceship attached to its belly.

"The CR90 Corellia light corvette, where did Hauser and his crew get it?" The hunter looked at the old-looking, rusty ship and couldn't help but wonder.

The CR90 was a pre-war commercial ship that was requisitioned and converted during the war. It was often used for border patrols and intelligence transport. Its advantages were high speed and strong stealth.

"It could have been a gift from the Rebel Alliance, but it's more likely it was smuggled from some planet." The technician pushed up his glasses.

"I heard people talking badly about me behind my back."

The communicator was activated, and the figures of Ahsoka, Hauser, and the others appeared in the holographic projection.

"No, I never gossip behind people's backs." The technician said calmly. "Normally, I say things to their faces."

"Special Forces 99 hasn't changed at all."

Hauser was just joking and didn't mind at all; instead, he sighed with emotion.

"This is all thanks to our captain and officers," Qingzhangwang said in a proud voice.

"You guys are really lucky."

Hauser's smile faded, and he looked at Lance with a serious expression, raising his hand in salute: "Cloned Soldier CC-9701, Hauser reporting to you. It is an honor to fight alongside you again."

"Welcome back, Captain Hauser."

Lance nodded, seeing the sincerity and weariness in his eyes: "We'll discuss the rest in person."

"Yes, sir."

Communication ended.

The technician and the Clearance King remained on the bridge, while Lance and the Hunter piloted the shuttle into the Survivor.

As the Marauder came to a stop and the hatch opened, he saw a group of clone soldiers in tattered armor standing in two neat rows, just like when he had just landed on the Eagle.

One side is all robots, and the other side is all humans.

Ahsoka, Omega, Hauser, and others stood below the hatch to greet them, their eyes filled with eagerness.

"I'm telling you, we're all old friends, no need for all this," Lance said, walking down and patting Hauser on the shoulder.

"We are so excited."

Lance's gaze swept over the group of clone soldiers, noticing the battle marks still visible on their armor, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who did you fight?"

"It's a long story."

A trace of sadness crossed Hauser's face as he continued, "We were originally stationed on the planet Lyros, working with Senator Orn Fried Taa and our leader, General Cham Sindura. We thought we were upholding peace, but we were nothing more than pawns of the Empire."

"Lailos Star? What happened there?"

"The Empire deceived the local people into surrendering their weapons under the pretense that the war was over and that the Imperial Army would provide protection. They also used investment and construction and job creation as a cover to build military bases and capture civilians to manufacture weapons and armaments for them. In order to completely control the planet Lyros, the Empire plotted to kill Senator Orn and frame General Cham Sindura for it all."

"That Tirek hero who led the local people in resisting the invasion of separatist forces?"

"That's right. The Empire arrested him and his family on charges of murder. Fortunately, his daughter, Hera Sindura, managed to escape."

After learning more about the matter, Lance finally understood what had happened.

Cham Sindura and his wife Elena Sindura were arrested, and Hera Sindura somehow found a Jedi Pagan to help her. The two caused a ruckus at the military base, and Hauser took the opportunity to release the Sindura family and led a group of clones who were dissatisfied with the Empire's actions to rebel against the Empire.

Subsequently, Hauser contacted Rex and learned that Lance was in dire need of manpower. After removing the suppression chip, he brought his brothers to join him.

"So... when you found that Jedi Pakkun, you suppressed Command 66 with your own willpower?"

"This is incredible!" Omega exclaimed.

Lance and the others knew the powerful functions of the suppression chip: it could forcibly correct behavior and tamper with memories, making it virtually impossible for clone soldiers to resist.

Although some people realized that Order No. 66 was wrong, they were unable to control their bodies and completely succumbed after being brainwashed.

Hauser, with his steely willpower, managed to withstand the forced correction by the suppression chip.

Immediately, everyone looked at Hauser with a hint of admiration.

"Do you know that Jedi apprentice's name and where he is now?"

"Within the Rebel Alliance," Hauser recalled. "After they left Lyros, Sindura joined the Rebels. But before we left the Rebel base, Hera took the little boy to find other Jedi."

Lance decided to ask Senator Organa later, and also inquire about Carl's recovery.

Now that he has everything he needs, it's time to bring Carl over to teach him.

After exchanging pleasantries, the group began to discuss their next move.

"Since we're going to disguise ourselves, why not go all the way?" Hauser suggested after hearing the plan.

"Oh? Go on."

"Everyone involved in the operation changed into pirate costumes, used pirate weapons, and imitated pirate fighting styles, completely disguising themselves as a pirate group that had managed to control a batch of robots. This made them even more deceptive."

"That's definitely a good idea," Lance nodded in satisfaction.

......

With some time still remaining before the plan was officially implemented, Lance led a dozen disguised clone soldiers, along with hundreds of robots, to conduct a large-scale raid on the pirates in the nearby star system, successfully acquiring a pile of old weapons and equipment, enough to satisfy everyone's disguise needs.

Lance prepared a dirty pirate outfit for himself, put on a helmet, and no one could recognize him.

Everything is ready. Contact Fennek.

Beep beep... Beep beep...

The communication was quickly established, and the holographic projection popped up.

Fennek removed her helmet, tossed her hair, and sized up the group:

"I've finally received your message. The timing is perfect. If it had been any later, I would have missed this chance to get rich quick."