Yet in their very first battle, when they were just beginning to show their strength, they faced such a brutal fight. Before they had even landed, a third of them were dead.
Even without emotions, the Clone soldiers were furious beyond reason and launched a frenzied attack.
"We can't hold out much longer!" The Crocodile Contractor fired the last advanced laser-propelled missile he had brought from the space, blasting a Goliath transport aircraft at point-blank range out of the sky. Countless burning Clone soldiers screamed as they fell from above.
"We have to go." The Cockroach Contractor glanced at the besieged barren mountain. Young Master Bai and the others had already charged out and were attacking in coordination with Master Yoda, who had landed in the middle of the robot legion.
Master Yoda used the Force to lower himself slowly into the center of the robot legion, sitting cross-legged as he descended. His lightsaber became a blur as he swung it, cutting down rows of robots.
More and more Goliath transport aircraft landed successfully. Organized Clone Trooper Legions leaped from the transports and charged the Dark Contractors, who were making a last stand.
Although the Dark Contractors had made thorough preparations against aerial attacks, they were vastly outmatched by such an enormous Clone Trooper Legion. At most, they could inflict losses of half the Clones—that is, forty thousand casualties.
Even so, for the twelve Sith trial participants, it was a glorious record. Many had raised their Contribution Value above 20,000.
"Let's get out of here!" the Crocodile Contractor shouted. "Huh? Where did that woman go?"
"No idea. She disappeared as soon as the battle started," the Cockroach Contractor called back. "We're retreating!"
But the Jedi Contractors, including Young Master Bai, had already turned the tables. They now held an absolute