Galactic Empire: Serving the New Order

The door hissed open and closed and another stormie entered the firing range. Anyone who took notice of his entrance would see a man with short brown hair and bright blue eyes. His helmet was tucked under his right arm, and he appeared to be chewing gum. He paused a moment to glance at the group and gave a polite nod and set his helmet down before removing his blaster rifle from it's holster and setting a target up down range. He liked this part of his off duty routine the least, preferring to spend his time practicing his hand to hand and K'tara, but business before pleasure. Spend some time in the firing range and then he got to relax. "Got to stay sharp." Talking to himself was a bad habit he'd yet to break.
 

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ImperialMilitary said:
"Got to stay sharp." Talking to himself was a bad habit he'd yet to break.


Archimedes nods his head, agreeing with the nearby storm trooper. "Indeed, there are only three things the Emperor requires of us. The disipline to follow our orders; The will to carry out our duties, no matter what they may be; and ferocity to mercilessly strike down all those that would threaten the Emperor and his New Order." he says ritualistically.
 
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Bruck smiled broadly at Archimedes. "Well put." He nodded with a grin to the rest of the group. "Bruck Dravvad. I'm new on ship, just got transfered into the Krayts from the 113th. You wouldn't happen to know where I could find any of them would yah? The sooner I get the introductions over with the better."
 

Archimedes straightens up and sticks his hand out. "Capt. Archimedes Daxxon." he says by way of introduction. "These are Sri and Devlin. We're about half of the Krayt Dragons. Nice to meet you."

"I'll introduce you to Major Rannik later, he'll be your commanding officer."
 

*Sri laughs.* "I think he might like good aim, too. But judging by some of the casualty lists I've seen, I don't know that's a requirement any more. At least not for the stormies...."

To Devlin/Archimedes: "So, we're more than half the Krayts, now, right? Any idea where we're off to next? The Emperor's Will is ever active, eh?." Though the words are flippant, he seems to actually mean the words.
 
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Archimedes frowns at Sri's words, but senses the underlying truth. The man's attitude is flippant, but he knows that those in Sri's specialty are frequently on thier own. If his capacity to perform his duty stemmed from self-reliance instead of faith in the Emperor, then so be it. Either way, he was still useful.

"The innate problem with fielding a large number of storm troopers is that the commander has no way of directing each of thier individual targets. Humans, as a rule, tend to 'follow the leader'. Thefore if one independently minded trooper gets it in his head to shoot the most strongly armored portion of a target, it's likely all the troopers will do the same. Not terribly effective, but we're shock & terror troops... not commandos per se."

"The optimal function, therefore, of a Storm Trooper company is to place us in front of another army and let us crush it into oblivion. Our companies are useful, if a commander knows how to use them." It seems as if he'd say more, but you get the impression that he's too disiplined to talk bad about his commanders.
 

*Sri, however, clearly isn't.* "Yeah, I feel for you there. That's why I never wanted to get in the can. Too many people see the stormies as a measure of time - if we put three regiments in front of the army, we'll have 8 minutes before the enemy destroys them, and engages our main force.... Stupid men. But then our line of work only seems to attract those that truly understand the Emperor's vision, and those that are there merely to line their own pockets and gain personal glory...." *He finally seems to realize that he's speaking to people all ranked higher than himself, and trails off, busying himself with his weapon suddenly.
 

Archimedes grins when Sri catches on, but turns back to helping Devlin set up without saying anything.

"So, where are you from soldier?" he says to no one in particular.
 


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