Naval Training Program

[Necris]

((OOC Open to Any Sacred Band / Sith Member who wants to practice their dogfighting skills)

Sacred Band's Naval Program

Ord Radama is a former Republic outpost world, home to a pre-built garrison and factory. During the rise of the Old Empire, Ord Radama was conquered by the Sacred Band of Ziost. Its resources were used to fuel the imperial war machine, supplying weapons and droids. The factories of Ord Radama became more important when the Corporate Sector seceded from the Sith Brotherood. Ord Radama is in the process of constructing shipyards on the planet.

Unsurpisingly a faction's Fleet is the most important chess piece in the greater war effort. Able to blockade trade going into certain parts of space, track down individuals that oppose the Regent's rule, provide air support to ground forces and even transport these ground forces off planet and to their target worlds. The fleet is not only versatile but the very life's blood of our war effort.

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The being known as the Tortured man sat in the cockpit of his personalized starfigher cycling through the launch sequence checking the engine pressure and cycles he brought the ship to full power and guided it from the hangar into the void beyond, angling the ship to the starboard he gunned the engine to to full speed and shot off from the transport he angled the nose of the fighter towards a series of target drones that had already been deployed and slowed to attack speed, engaging the laser cannons he lined up his volley bringing the first target into the cross-hair on the HUD, squeezing the trigger gently he sent two quick shots into the first drone allowing himself a sense of satisfaction as it twisted and turned lifelessly in space before reengaging and moving towards a different position.

He repeated the process three more times familiarizing himself with the controls of his ship before banking off to the rendezvous point for the war game that had been arranged, several Zoist Hunters were set to go against one another in a training exercise to ascertain pilots capabilities and identify training needs.

"Kalla to flight wing, approaching staging area now, sound off call signs."

 

[Cailst]

Thank the force he'd been able to take the fighter with him on that smuggling voyage. Ravi knew the controls like the back of his hand and had dodged death many times with it. Not so much killing, well, there were a few times but they were special occasions. And it'd been with him for 4 years, technically 14 but the time dilation screwed things up. And that would mean that his love child was 15. But in a galaxy that size, he'd probably never see the child.

Doing a few spins and shots at targets gave him a little practice in actual dogfights but not enough. He'd need to oppose real opponents to truly build his capacity. And he'd have to practice in open space. While he'd cut his teeth working in ports, he would need to be formidable without terrain.

Ravi approached the staging area ready to dogfight.