[u]Scraper - Coruscant[/u]

"Come on then shinnies, show me what you got!" Scraper yelled as the clones opened fired on their targets. His voice echoed back into the barracks. "No! Your not shooting for the head your aiming for the jet pack! If you catch a droid in flight you need to hit fuel tank, hit that and he goes boom!" The commander yelled as another batch of fake droids were brought out and set up. "Sergeant if they don't improve by tonight they go with out dinner." He told the recently promoted clone. 

He stepped up next to a squad training with pulse grenades, they had it down just right each of them sliding it just so it entered the shielding. "You boys earned a rest, you've got that down like the pro's. Get some grub and then go see the Lieutenant about your markings." He said as he took off his helmet, three others squad were doing jump training and getting their space training in. 

His men were the finest Jet troopers out their no way about it. Those that made it past the first drop got stop being drilled like rookies. Mud jumpers were famous for their win or die trying tactics and fate had yet to deal them a bad hand, of course the Commando's that had been sent along with the Shinnies didn't bode well to him.

Enter his room he clicked off his helmet and began to stow his gear. 

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The clone nodded he was one Scraper's platoon leaders. "He's probably up in his bunk if he's finished looking over the Shinnies, we even got a couple Commando squads with this batch, Commander doesn't like it." The Lieutenant spoke up, Spanner, more than likely his name written across his helmet. "I would be careful, he's in one of his moods pretty sure he made a whole squad of Shinnies go up against him in hand to hand." That got a chuckle out of a few of the men. As one of the Captain's set up for a game of Pazaak, Spanner moved to join him.