Post by Lio Agouti on Aug 8, 2021 23:07:18 GMT -5
In an area off the side of the city of Kerch, a new training exercise was been explored. Two identical rabbit faunus blaze through the grass, taking separate paths to keep them out of line of sight.
Lio and his clone jump over a bundle of barbed wire and dashes their way to cover. The young man flattens himself against the back of a plywood house (Actually just part of a hastily constructed urban combat training area) he peeks over the edge to see if he could spot the “enemy”.
In some ways this just felt like a more dangerous version of tag but after having done this for a few minutes, Lio was easily feeling as stressed as he would feel in a real combat situation.
How did he find himself in said situation again?
Earlier in the day the Kozaks were talking about how they could improve their training regimens after a few cocky rookies got bored and complacent. Tired of practicing with empty cans and the same old metal targets with countless punctures, a few felt they had little more to gain from practicing in the gun range. This lack of challenge had brought a few Kozaks to explore new ways of practicing their marksmanship, with some making up their own practice areas with various consequences.
A few, plainly put, stupid volunteers-in-training thought it would be fun to practice shooting live grimm, not realizing that it would be exponentially more dangerous than any sanitized scenario the Kozaks could put them through. While no one had died thanks to the quick thinking of the Kerch defense guards, it had brought attention to the fact that some of the militia needed greater challenges.
Live fire exercises had been suggested to keep the rookies from getting complacent and get them used to a simulated battleground before they were sent to the real thing. Standard fare for a military, Lio assumed.
Nothing that necessarily concerned himself who fought up close... Yet for some reason he found himself getting involved.
Someone who had seen his clones back in the last mission apparently implied that they would make a great moving target and within a few minutes that idea had caught on. That didn’t explain everything, but for now, Lio just had to run around and give them something to shoot at.
Two Lio’s charged out of his hiding place to get behind the next house about a street width over. Trying to get an eye on Russet, he tries to figure out where she would shoot next and how he could avoid it.
The clone puts its hands in front of itself, letting Lio jump forward and get a boost to the rooftop. The rabbit faunus would reach down to help the clone up as well, given that they had about the same mobility.
Clamouring for vantage, it shouldn’t be too long until they found something or something found them.
WC: 488
Lio and his clone jump over a bundle of barbed wire and dashes their way to cover. The young man flattens himself against the back of a plywood house (Actually just part of a hastily constructed urban combat training area) he peeks over the edge to see if he could spot the “enemy”.
In some ways this just felt like a more dangerous version of tag but after having done this for a few minutes, Lio was easily feeling as stressed as he would feel in a real combat situation.
How did he find himself in said situation again?
Earlier in the day the Kozaks were talking about how they could improve their training regimens after a few cocky rookies got bored and complacent. Tired of practicing with empty cans and the same old metal targets with countless punctures, a few felt they had little more to gain from practicing in the gun range. This lack of challenge had brought a few Kozaks to explore new ways of practicing their marksmanship, with some making up their own practice areas with various consequences.
A few, plainly put, stupid volunteers-in-training thought it would be fun to practice shooting live grimm, not realizing that it would be exponentially more dangerous than any sanitized scenario the Kozaks could put them through. While no one had died thanks to the quick thinking of the Kerch defense guards, it had brought attention to the fact that some of the militia needed greater challenges.
Live fire exercises had been suggested to keep the rookies from getting complacent and get them used to a simulated battleground before they were sent to the real thing. Standard fare for a military, Lio assumed.
Nothing that necessarily concerned himself who fought up close... Yet for some reason he found himself getting involved.
Someone who had seen his clones back in the last mission apparently implied that they would make a great moving target and within a few minutes that idea had caught on. That didn’t explain everything, but for now, Lio just had to run around and give them something to shoot at.
Two Lio’s charged out of his hiding place to get behind the next house about a street width over. Trying to get an eye on Russet, he tries to figure out where she would shoot next and how he could avoid it.
The clone puts its hands in front of itself, letting Lio jump forward and get a boost to the rooftop. The rabbit faunus would reach down to help the clone up as well, given that they had about the same mobility.
Clamouring for vantage, it shouldn’t be too long until they found something or something found them.
WC: 488
