Squad Training

[Corruck Kazen]

Lanteeb was a world relatively safe from galactic powers and relatively quiet for the most part. Corruck figured that it was a good place to work. At least he hoped that the area he had chosen would be devoid of people enough that the training he had planned would not be interrupted by people. The men he had been given to command in the Consortium were hardly trained enough to handle what he had in mind. They struck him as guns for hire, some of whom had watched too many holovids.

The thirty men before him were all lined up, though the row they were supposed to have made was about a meter wide. While it would have been deplorable in any true military, Corruck decided to let it go for now. To pretend that he was not a military person was to be making quite a lie, he intended on making these people into at least a acceptable unit. They would probably hate him, he was fine with that for the short term. He planned on getting these men into very good fighting shape, given time of course.

Corruck made sure the suit's helmet was properly secured and that the course he had prepared was still holding up. He had hoped for some rain to make it more muddy and difficult to traverse, but this would work fine. "Alright men, we will start with some push-ups, I was one hundred, two for whoever complains! Get to it." The men dropped, some more quickly than others. It would be interesting to watch these men slowly become more efficient killing machines, to become real soldiers. Then they would be good for the Consortium.

[member="Vincente Zann"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

The first people to finish their work stood quickly, but Corruck was not done with them yet. "Those who finish must hold a push-up until everyone is done." This was definitely not the way to win friends, but Corruck wasn't here to make friends, not yet anyways. He was here to take these mercs and make them something that could fight on a battlefield. He knew he was not the best to train them, but he was what was available and he was sure that it would work out. He might lose a few, but those that quit would likely be the weakest links.

A few minutes later everyone was done and tired. He then directed them to the course, he figured it was not yet time to have them run. Some of them were not really ready for it yet. He wanted to see their capabilities now to have better idea of the improvement that they would have at the end. He looked forward to seeing these men when the training was complete, they would be a force to be reckoned with, at least he hoped so.

The first course was simply obstacles, he hoped later to put them through combat simulations to see how they handled the stress of the battlefield, but for now he focused his attention on checking out their fitness. He wondered what Vincente would think of these men, the Consortium had traditionally relied on the mercenaries and pirates, but Corruck wished to bring a better military unit to the table. Something that could handle a real battlefield and accomplish operations that pirates or guns for hire would not be prepared for.

[member="Vincente Zann"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Corruck Kazen"]

Vincente strode out, some hours after the training had begun. In his eyes, it was always better to access the troops after they had been put through the initial ringer, not before. His face was neutral as it usually was as he walked up beside his lieutenant to survey the first crop of recruits Corruck had gathered up.

"Your plans are going forward, as expected?" He asked softly. The silver haired man had not shaved in the last few days, and he stroked a hand over the beginnings of a beard. So much of his time nowadays was spent plotting and dealing, trying to keep one enemy away from the consortium, while making another target avaidable to them "They'd best be ready, the fighting should start, sooner than later"

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck nodded to his commander's question. "They have only just begun the trek into the hell I have prepared. Based on usual training methods I give these guys a month until they are at the best shape I can bring them to." It was surprising how similar the two were, now that Corruck thought about it. He too had often allowed a beard to grow, mostly from rushing and not taking the time to shave. He did not pretend to know the full amount of pressure that [member="Vincente Zann"] had to be under, but he could guess. But then again, Corruck doubted the this relative of his had ever been through the tortures that he had had to endure. Rubbing his right arm, only a mechanical replacement of his original arm, that had been horrible. In a way that was what made him the way he was, that fateful encounter with Dredge. But that was the past, though it did not change the fact that his right arm was mechanical and his left eye was synthetic, both of which were hidden under the suit and he was thankful for it. He didn't like the memories that came from seeing either of the two things.

"What do you have in mind sir? Perhaps I can alter some of the training to better reflect their first battles."

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Corruck Kazen"]

"As you know...We don't exactly take and hold....You can go light on the defensive training. We need them to focus on hit and run, guerilla tactics......And get them attuned to working in low gravity enviorments. I'm talking to some assosciates of ours about a device to disable grav generators on ships we raid. Should throw off the crews a great deal, give us a more than fighting chance against big targets...Who knows maybe we can even move on military convoys, get ourselves some serious armaments. No more second hand, or cold war era tech."

A slightly grim, tight lipped smile was on Vincente's face "Or, Perhaps. We can finally move against the Hutts, and pay them back for what they did to this consortium...Theres always someplace in the galaxy that can be corrupted."

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck nodded thoughtfully. Guerrilla warfare. He knew a thing or two about that, from his time in the Rebellion. He hoped that he could pass on some tactics from his memory. He would have to do some reading in order to catch up fully with the latest of military strategies in order find weaknesses to be exploited. The main difficulty with low gravity to no gravity was the person's ability to retain accuracy and aware of their surroundings. Nausea could make a person momentarily lose focus of the area around them and suffer the consequences for it.

He wondered about this man's dislike of old weapons, Corruck himself was something of a nostalgic. He had a blaster pistol and rifle that were remodels of older designs. While the weapons were obsolete capabilities wise, they could be refitted and rebuilt to become entirely useful in the new galaxy. He was fine with the decision however and he pulled out a datapad in order to write it all down. "Sounds good. We can stick it to those Hutts. Maybe attack a shipping group on Bespin. We can always use the Tibanna gas and maybe we can get lucky with some of the ships. We could potentially get some mobile refineries that will allow us to take raw Tibanna and make it for various uses. Just a thought sir." Corruck believed that being able to produce the fuel of blasters, a necessity for continued operations. Since they were a small criminal organization they would have to fight for everything.

[member="Vincente Zann"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

"That'd be best. As it stands we're far too reliant on others" He paused, considering his next statement "There has been some offers, for us to merge the Consortium into other, more recently established powers. However, I don't believe that's the best course of action, if we want to remain free, and proffitable for long. We need to start the old webs up again. We need palaces on every planet, spies on every corner, money in everyone's pocket. But to do that, we'll need funds, friends, and information. The man turned to face Corruck "When you have the time, I want you to start the Defiler program back up again. We're going to need their type more than ever. Let's just hope the cost is worth the pay out"

[member="Corruck Kazen"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

The Defilers! That would be an honor to work. Though it was further perhaps the most difficult task. "Thank you sir. It would be an honor." He thought about that a second or two. The requirements for such people would be complete and utter loyalty and the willingness to give their life for the cause. Getting even a dozen such people would be an impossible task. Thus, he would have to think outside the box. If he could not find loyal people, he would need to make people ultimately loyal. Throughout history there had been methods of mind control. That was what it would have to be for such integral people as Defilers.

"I believe it would be. If I may suggest, perhaps we should start a minor research division in order to create more effective weapons, devices. If you would give me leave, I would like to take these men once they are trained to collect the materials I believe we will require for such a project." He would first need to go through a large number of information journals in order to find that which he would need. He would have to collect the materials required for such an endeavor and then tests on certain individuals in order to perfect the method.

[member="Vincente Zann"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

"Go Ahead, if you need anything further, you know how to contact me if necessary. This needs to be done, and soon. You've my leave to do as is necesarry to get this accomplished" Having a Defiler, and even an R&D section would be of great benefit to the to the Consortium who knew what this could lead to. Hell knew, they could use every scrap of resource they could get their hands on, if Vincente's plans for the ambitious Consortium's Plans were to have merit.

"I trust you to do this right, don't disappoint me"

[member="Corruck Kazen"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck smiled beneath the helmet of his suit. "Thank you sir. I will endeavor not to disappoint." He thought for a moment. He was only a gang leader, still weird to call himself that. He was not used to running a 'gang' so much as a military outfit. He ad experience in both fields, but the greater and more immediate memories were in the latter.

"If I may be so bold, who will I report to? You have the Consortium to run and I do not believe you would want all my reports to disturb your work." Corruck had come to the assumption that the work he intended to accomplish would require tracking of everything he had done, so that if at any point his methods, loyalties, or goings-on were questioned there would be a paper trail that would show everything he had done for the Consortium. Further he had thought that would be a busy enough organization that a proper chain of command would be put in place.

[member="Vincente Zann"]