Tobias Dracks
High Lord

Location: Port Damalis, Deep New Republic SpaceTobias was standing on a few crates that was left in the hanger of this massive naval space port that had finished completion only a few months ago. This massive station was to be on the front lines of Republic Space by the end of the year and be the main line defense of the nation in the near future. Able to house millions of sailors and soldiers, as well as moor two large sector fleets. Just being cooped inside this small hanger was not enough. The whole of the station was for their use today, and he knew it was needed. The recent mess that was the Commenorian Campaign was something he was not proud of. His troops were pushed around by the Sith Force Users as if they were nothing, as such today, they were going to face a real challenge.
The Jedi Enclave that the Republic Government was supporting had agreed to also be a part of this little training exercise. The more experience his soldiers were able to glimpse into the tricks of the trade, the more he could bring back on difficult missions.
Looking out at the Republic Soldiers that had gathered to take part in this mock battle. They were both veterans of the old nations that fell to the brutality of the darker powers, others were new to this world of conflict or just to being a soldier. Either way they were here to complete their task and take away from this battle the experience that could save their lives in the future.
He stood on the create he was now on and looked out to the crowed of troopers. "Alright ladies and gents, this here will be a fun trip for us higher-ups as you lower plebeians beat the living hell out of one another." He let out a laugh a little as he looked at them individually, "This may not be live combat, but we would like to get this as close as possible and as such anything that stuns a droid, now kills you, call your hits and treat it as if you were really injured." Continuing to look around he paused, "each of you have been given a random injury card with the treatment on the back, when you are downed, call for a medic and they must get the treatment correct or you are perma-dead and will be dragged out by a superior training officer, so rely on your squads, and bring me the Grandmaster."
The Vice Chancellor lifted his Battle Rifle in the sky and cheered as the other troopers did the same. Many near the doors turned and created their squads and were lead by their team leaders. Once they were ready they made the Central Command Room where the first contact was planned to happen.
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Conflict Area will be marked RED
Mil Hanger - Warehouse - Station Mess Hall - Command Room - Barracks - Security Room - Jedi Hanger