1700 hours, 36.5.6, Hapring, Pantora, Pantora system
Early this morning our platoon went on patrol. But it wasn't our usual patrol route, or even by the woods near our lines. This time, it was straight through the marsh, man. Pantoran marshes are where the Pantoran species was evolved, so they are basically sacred landmarks to their people. On usual occasions, we would't be allowed to go down here, but since we're fighting a war, we have permission. Intelligence said there might be Imperials down here too. pantoran marshes are notorious for their wildlife, so that might explain what happened next.
We were scouting by and abandoned tour speeder, and there were a bunch of bushes behind it. I saw movement off to the side in one of the thickest bushes, and I instantly turned my blaster from safety to automatic. Then,wahteveer it was came leaping right at Monmalti and I blew off a full power pack in twenty seconds. When When i saw that wasn't working I grabbed Ben's Mark II, and used that. The whole platonn started doing the same thing, and there was a lot of shooting and yelling for a few minutes. It took Lieutenant Swanson, the platoon commander, ten times to scream "Hold your kriffing fire!" to get anybody to listen, and then another ten times to get them to stop it. Lieutenant Chall was running frantic back and forth, trying to figure out what was going on and who had started firing first.
Rotgut, a big tough Sanyassan from 2nd squad, grabbed me by the collar and said something about "stupid boots who get everyone else killed". And Monmalti was really mad and freaked out, since I had fired right next to him like that and scared him half to death. Two other guys cam yelling at me, firing with no warning so close to a fellow soldier like that, but I kept saying I had seen something move.
Then Lieutenant Chall stepped up, and in his hands, was a huge Divto. An actual Divto. Three heads, necks puffed out, its mouths open, fangs extended, everything. It was still alive, but we must have hit it a lot, because it was bloody and there were blaster marks all over, and on two heads there was an eye missing. Lieutenant Chall was holding it where the three heads met, so it couldn't strike at us. Rotgut stepped up and chopped the things heads off with his machete, and we all stood staring at the ugliest dead snake we had ever seen. The thing must have been like 3 and a half meters long, maybe more.
"Looks like Kelsey Garr was on the job!" Ben said cheerfully.
"Alright everybody, lets saddle up!" said Lieutenant Swanson. He said we were leaving because our patrol was over, but I think it was just that everyone was freaked out.
What a day.