Broken Beginnings (A Star Wars: Clone Wars fanfic)

Chapter 13: Training an Army

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Alexa POV

I am surprised; the princess has done it.  All of the available men from the "police force" who guard the palace and patrol the town are now gathered at our camp where several stations have been set up to give them a speed class in the techniques which will help us take down the Separatists.

My Master and Ahsoka are teaching some of them how to use "droid poppers" to defeat droidekas, while Master Kenobi and Rex were teaching a group how to take out the tanks.  This left Rendal and I to work on shooting targets with blasters.

'Standard battle droids are incredibly dim, however they don't need to be smart, their job is to overwhelm their opponent with their large numbers.  To take out a battle droid you must shoot it in the head, after all they don't need any other part of their body to send a signal back to their command centre.'  Rendal explained.

'Not to mention a headshot gives you the quickest kill. Basically, aim for their heads any other shot is a waste of time.'  I added.  'Now take a blaster and line up.'  The men did as I instructed and now stood three lines, with the first three poised and ready to hit the old droid heads we had lines up on spikes.  'Now aim and fire!'  I called, cringing as the blasters went off, firing rapidly.  Rendal and I watched as the droid heads were all knocked off their spikes and after using the Force to put them back up, the next three men stepped up and shot them down.

While most of their shots were inaccurate and they handled their blasters clumsily, some of them were not bad.  One in particular who seemed to be pretty good was a man named Barrian Marsh.  Apparently he is the captain of the guard at the palace and while he seems calm, cool and collected I can sense he thinks this is a stupid exercise.

I know this isn't really my problem, but....

'Captain Marsh.'

He turned and looked at me quizzically.

'Yes?'

'Your feelings betray you, Captain.  I can sense how you believe this is nothing more than a waste of time....... Well I say, if you think you're above this why don't you prove it?'  The soldier gave me a curt nod and picked up his weapon aiming at the target when I stopped him.  'You have already demonstrated your skills against a still target......  How about you try a moving one?'

With that I lifted my hand and focused on the droid head that was nearest to me, slowly getting it to lift off the stick and began moving it from side to side.  I didn't have to say anything before Marsh began blasting it, each time hitting it dead on causing it to jerk around and it wasn't long before I lost control of it and it spun off into the bushes.

'It seems like you need to practice that....... Commander.'  He smirked.

I growled both angry and ashamed at my lack of mastery when it came to moving things with the Force, however I didn't result to violence, instead choosing to send him over to Master Skywalker's group.  He appeared to be satisfied with that and I was glad, not so much because he was happy, but because I wouldn't have to put up with him.