Laira Darkhold
Well-Known Member
Five hundred recruits, selected from several thousand applicants from ArmaTech Security, stood on the surface of Mandalore, out in the hot Sundari desert waiting for their instructor to arrive. I had request a Rally Master to come to whip them into shape for my special forces unit. I waited, having already made them run a five kay to get to this point and they were now, standing around, stretching getting ready for the real training to begin. No prissy physical training. They were here because they were the top applicants and they knew that only one out of five of them would graduate. The rest would go on a short list assuming the completed whatever the Mandalorian had in store for them. The goal was for them to be very competitive during the training, but maintain a level of teamwork and commaraderie throughout. They didn’t know it, but whole teams of five would be selected assuming none of them quit. If the team worked well together, then there was no point separating them.
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