At Issachar's comment of sacrifice, the Commander smiles and raised her blaster rifle, "I've got no intention of being killed or captured, friend. However, you are not known to the Imperials as many of us likely already are. I expect it would be best that you keep it that way as long as possible. Of course, we're open to any help setting up some more charges out here."
As she spoke, she was removing a few cylindrical detonation charges from a small pack slung over her back. At the same time, the other man seemed to give in to Issachar's demand to see the wounded, quickly leading the way into the entrance corridor of the base, which was just as primitive looking on the inside as it was on the inisde save for some glowrods attached to the walls.
Inside, on the floor and back a bit as if they'd been dragged out of the way, were two bodies. One of them had a black, blaster bolt scorch on his face, and he showed no signs of life at all. The other, however, a rather small, green-skinned Rodian, looked to actually be breathing, albiet with some difficulty. There wasn't any obvious sign of a blaster shot on him, though.
Still outside, Akan started towards the Imperial speeder that was blocking most of the path to the base, then said over his shoulder, "Take my speeder if you need it. If this thing here is still working then I think we can use it to stuff more supplies in. Unless you guys would prefer the heavy armour, of course," the last part was spoken louder so that Jate, within, could hear clearly, too.
