"Should the legislation pass, however, I would ask that those volunteers receive their training away from Gorath's Haven."
"Any and all training is to be done locally by that planet's milita, senator Thorne."
It would make no sense to move these men and women elsewhere to train in a whole different enviroment.
"It would be wise to train potential militia leaders either by liaison with Republic troops, or by a centralized facility. We should first focus on Officers and NCOs, who then can develop training programs unique to their needs and desires. No doubt the concerns from Duro, would be much different, than say, the concerns from Nivek."
A new face had taken a step in, starting with the same topics that Katsumi had brought up before.
"I agree with this, I had mentioned beforehand that the Republic military can supply these officers such as myself. Someone of my rank or higher would be overseeing the more junior officers along with the sergeants that serve as the primary instructors. For my own men I handpick each and every sergeant, they provide a crucial role for enlisted."
"The cost, in the long run, I and my advisors from Duro believe, would be better suited if we trained these militia members to act as Special Forces units, such as the Pathfinders or the current Commandos as potential models. Arming and equipping an entire militia, rather than a highly-effective and small group, which, in turn, could train their local populace, would be much higher in cost and much more difficult logistically. Additionally, the vetting and selection process to be Special Forces would prevent future... issues."
"My ideal approach is close to that I suppose, we don't really require such high value teams. The goal is to provide a broad, stubborn blanket of defense with a minimal cost. The answer is easy, if I was to say be aiding in the development of said milita on my own homeworld. I would find and task sergeants who share the same home, this way each and every garrison created on our different plants gets a good understanding of their home turf. We don't need highspeed killers with top shelf equipment, that is for the main branch. Never underestimate the value in guerilla warfare. A low cost, unconvential method. It becomes harder to set up during an invasion if you have to deal with small but broad bands of fighters, slowly draining your precious resources until the hammer comes down."
The captain tried to speak with a level of tact when approaching this, not trying to make it seem like her goal was to simply kick the man down over his ideas.
"As well as this would return the control of these units to the planet or place of origin, but- in the event of war, once the Republic military arrives, the local forces would agree to be under the centralized command of the Republic military. For a length of time yet to be determined and voted on, or perhaps, until the end of the potential and future conflict. I think that would be a fair compromise to arming, equipping, and initially training these units, as well as respecting the sovereignty of our Republic planets."
"I would imagine that by technicallity there would always be some minor level of adhearing to command, but not enough to devalue the level of independence given. Communication is key, after all. However, in the event of federal touchdown all homeguard units are expected to listen to command. Once said issue is resolved and the threat has been eliminated it would be safe to resume the typical status quo of reduced federal involvement."
Her brain almost had her say something along the lines of "You understand what I am saying?", never really could take the stubborn commanding stance out of an officer. However, she thankfully catches herself. She wasn't dealing with trainees, this was- well is supposed to be a professional setting. Though the king and his rival swapping between sour and spice, and the child just openly threatning the privacy of this meeting did little to persuade the woman that this was professional.
Where was that wine again?
. . . .
Right, the senator from Denon had brought it. And seeing like this may take a while, Kat does finally get herself a cup of wine, steadily letting it hit her tastebuds as her pallet judged it.
It wasn't the typical cheap whiskey she enjoyed, and thus her pallet decided this drink was too expensive.
Did she have a choice? Unsure, but was she still going to drink it anyway? Yes, are you daft?