Raene nodded. "Alright. Stay still." She shot the restraints keeping him to the chair. "Sorry if that burnt, without a key in sight I can't do much except for shoot it." She handed him the E-11. "Can you shoot?"
He looked over the rifle before nodding, "I may or may not be slightly concussed, but they didn't break my bones or my hands, so I'm good." he told her, "Alright, lets get out of here. Quickly."
She walked back out with the new addition behind her, and found all the of prisoners had been released. She stood in the middle of the room, and raised her voice. "Now, listen up! I was the one who freed you all, and you're going to do what I say until we get out of this garrison! After that, you're all free to go! However, if some of you would like to stay, we have a ship and food, if you're willing to work against the Empire. But before that, we have to catch a Jedi. Am I clear?" Murmurs among the prisoners were heard, before they all begrudgingly game to agreement. "Alright. I've already had the same group that shut off the power clear the closest hallway. Let's move out, and meet them there."
The group trugged their way through the darkened halls from the power outage, but the sound of sustained blaster fire coming from the direction of the group they were heading to reinforce could be clearly heard. The group began jogging a bit faster towards the blaster fire, however some hung further and further back. When the group, possibly a few short now, arrived at the source, they found Raene's second fireteam pinned down by blaster fire, with most of the formelry six strong group having burns on their shoulders from grazed hits, however two lay dead in the open of the hallway where the blaster fire exhange was occuring. Some of the more...unstable and violent of the prisoners charged at the position at the opposite end of the hall, only to get shot down by disciplined accurate blaster fire. "This must be the Lieutenant's personal squad." Baren muttered, "We need to get out of here, we've lost the element of surprise. Those troopers are just going to keep us pinned if we try to advance, and no doubt the remainder of the Army garrison is on their way to hit us from the rear." He muttered to Raene, "Basic attack doctrine after all."
Raene groaned, clearly annoyed at those who charged at the storm troopers. "Okay, the exit is just past this hallway. We outnumber them if we count the new additions!" She attempted to size up everyone's equipment. Noticing that there were a few thermal detonators, she came up with a plan. "Anyone who has a thermal detonator, throw it down that hallway! We're not even going to give them time to react, so as soon as they're thrown, EVERYONE charge in, guns blazing!" The group, even Raene's men looked at each other anxiously. "I don't like it either! A lot of you in the front are probably going to die, but it beats the alternative of getting flanked and completely wiped out!"
Baron frowned and shook his head, "No. It's too big of a gamble. All it takes is the stormtroopers seeing the thermal detonators being thrown and they'll be out of the blast radius before you could call them nerf-herders." He looked at the few dead bodies of Raene's men, "I have another idea, it's gruesome however, but hear me out. Blasters cant penetrate bodies, and that hallway is only a couple people wide...If we picked up your comrades and used them as shields, we could possibly get through the hallway. I'd rather use something..inanimate however." "Oh screw this!" One of the escapees yelled out, "The way we came was clear, lets go that way!"
Raene considered the options. Going back was suicide. Her plan would likely get some of them out, but not all. This guy sounded like he knew what he was talking about. If they executed it fast enough, they wouldn't have to worry about being flanked. "Alright, we're going with your plan. Now, unless someone happens to have a shield made of a cortosis weave, we'll have to use the bodies!"
