The Rebel stronghold on the icy and remote planet of Hoth.
A spy lurks on the desolate surface.
The spy is spied.
And quickly dispatched.
Not before a signal is sent.
The troops soon arrive.
But the Rebels are ready.
A firefight ensues.
The first casualty.
Both sides take some hits.
The tides have favored the Rebels, until…
Wampa Time!
Wamp.
Wamp!
WAMP!
WAMPA!!!
Lord Vader surveys the battlefield.
Morale of the story…
Never send Snow Troopers to do a Wampa's work.
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