Tales of the Mandalorians

[Dieter Schprokets]

"Gentlemen!"

John Cabot had entered the Bridge of the Goju Ryu, and now had the crew's undivided attention.

"This old girl has work!!"

The crew looked alarmed. A destroyer running on custom made parts and duct tape should not see combat unless suicide was the goal. Spare parts for Kusari Destroyers were scarce in Bretonia, for stunningly obvious reasons.

Cabot responded to their alarm with a laugh. "Don't worry. It's not what you think. We won't actually be fighting anyone, at least, not really."

Now the crew just looked puzzled. The Mandalore was never really clear enough, soon enough.

"We have been retained by the Royal Fleet to help train their pilots in how to kill Kusari destroyers. But the combat will be simulated. The inertial dampeners will be modified, of course, to give the combat some realism, but the only casualties will be some upset stomachs."

"AND, some Bretonian egos!!" That got a cheer from the men.

"Our first student, the Queen Carina's Own vessel Exeter. A Bretonian Destroyer. Once the simulations are in place and the inertial dampeners modified, we will be facing her in mock combat just outside New London."

He turned to leave, via the lift, and said while departing, "Now lets be a bit gentle, shall we? Wouldn't want to scare the other pupils away." Another cheer, this one louder.

Cabot grinned broadly in the lift, to nobody in particular. This was going to be the best job yet. All combat, no casualties. No letters home to widows and orphans.

Just like a video game..

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