Goals

And 2 weeks passed. The rally and moving to the Venators and Acclamators and other support ships proceeded quite smoothly. We had close to all our legion in the Acclamator due to us being 10k but the Acclamator could hold 16k of us.

I spent most of my time on the bridge talking and socializing with Plo Koon. However, I also. spent 5 hours everyday training my mid-range and vibroblade. I even trained in the WESTAR-34 a few times. The rest of the day I usually spent training my men.

We were now over Corellia, the ship-building planet. 

"General, will we stay in orbit around the planet or will we land?" I asked as I stood beside him on the bridge. Wolffe had something to do.

"We will land. There is a Republic Military Outpost 20 minutes away from the capital city." Plo Koon said without even looking at me.

"What about the troops? Usually, when we land at a planet to wait or take a break the troops are given credits to have some fun." I said as my mind got excited. That was indeed a tradition.

"Aye, you have 10,581 men in your unit and you will therefore be given 1 059 200 credits. You can choose to give more to officers and less to troopers, it's entirely up to your but your men must receive sufficient credits." Plo Koon said as the smile under my helmet widened a lot.

To fully understand the perspective of this amount of cash; 1 Republic Credi = 1.52 US Dollars. That is 1 609 984 dollars. If I decided to be a dick and give everyone 50 credits, I would get 530k credits. But Plo Koon would probably notice. But I decided to give everyone 90 Credits, giving me 10% of their lunch money. 

Which means my total would be 105 920. With this I could do a lot of things, but mainly I wanted to stay low. Although my friends Tyr, Gonk, Stenge, and Cheek would probably help me if I ever decided to go there, our friendship wasn't yet that good and they could betray me.

I also hadn't began influencing them on different prospects and how we need to do something after this war.

However, it was time for me to develop my skill set. After fighting the commando droid, Hunter and watching Jedi in action. I realised something.

I wanted to make a change, I always wanted to do that the second I reincarted into this world. However there was one thing I always though, to make a change I needed an army. And as such I focused on leadership. I wouldn't be a Jedi, but I could still kill hundreds of them by a simple order.

But the truth is, the army isn't mine. They would turn on me the second the chancellor asked it. Said one of his potential orders, who knew who many he had. After all killing Jedi was order 66. Shouldn't it be more then? Because it would be order 1 right? So it's 65 more at least? And if even one of them are kill your commanding officer, then I'm fucked.

I can't personally influence 10.000 troops to betray their entire life teachings within 3 years?

And I struggle to kill even one commando droid. Rex killed tens maybe hundreds of commando droids. I need my own edge, I thought that would be my ability to use swords. But even that is too small, unless you can redirect shots it's useless.

So, I had 3 goals for the next 6 months. 1, create my own elite squad, maybe use the ones from Geonosis or the ones we met in the Cantina. Influence them and get good results due to them. The 501st succeeded due to the quality of their fighters. Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex, Fives, Jesse, Echo, Boomer, Tup, Hardcase, Kix, Dogma and Hawk. They were all extremely skilled in their individual areas.

The only reason Rex didn't get promoted was because he didn't like commanding and he didn't wanna leave Anakin. All the commanding went to Appo, who was the second in command. Essentially Rex got caught up in Anakins arrogance and fighting with the Jedi Council. He was never made a Master, so he couldn't become more than a Legion. And additionally they had Ashoka who acted as the Commander.

My second goal is to learn how to use a jetpack. I had already asked Plo Koon and he approved of my request to learn to use the Republic Magnetic Jetpack. ( the thing Vaughn and Cody uses ) it was a small jetpack meant for aerial landing, short bursts and short flying. It was also incredibly small and it could luckily take a few shots. It also couldn't explode due to the small amounts of fuel.

And lastly, I'm gonna take the Naval Course. The Naval Course could be given individually by any Naval Captain+ and luckily I knew one. My Legions Naval Captain, he was the Naval Chief of our small section and one of the 4 Captains in our Corp.

If I passed the Naval Officer Course I would reach the rank of Ensign. After order 66 I would likely have to transfer to the Navy department. Staying as a Commander in the Army is not smart as the Admirals were much more appreciated than the Generals or Commanders in the Army.

Additionally it's a good thing to have either way.

And with that I began walking towards our Acclamator. I usually stayed on the Venator. It was the central command ship and capital ship and was there.

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And like that 1 week and 6 days passed.

It was now the last day of our stay in Corellia.

I had just equipped myself with the Jango Fett armor. I was walking around in the Streets of Coronet City. This was in the more shady parts of the City.

Looking around there were mostly poor people in these areas. A lot of them carried weapons but a lot of them didn't seem to be way too poor to own a gun, however they probably carried some type of defense like a knife.

And soon enough, someone couldn't stand the temptation. I was walking around in expensive gear, with expensive jet packs, expensive weapons.

Someone approached me from behind, trying to be sneaky. However my 360 cameras gave me the ability to spot him easily. He was equipped with a helmet similar to Wrecker, but not with the tagging and only a grey helmet. He had one shoulder of on his right shoulder. He wore the usual bounty hunter jacket, pants and boots.

He carried one holster for his A-180 Blaster Pistol. His A-180 was in his hand.

He walked up to my back and poked me with it.

"Go into that corridor on your right, or I will shoot straight through you." The unknown man said with a low voice.

"Very well." I said in a neutrual tone. This wasn't anything I didn't expect.

I turned towards the corridor and began walking. As soon as I entered he attempted to kick me with his right foot.

However before it hit me I smashed my elbow into his nose.

It cancelled his attack and he staggered back.

"You know, when you see a bounty hunter with 50 times your gear, it's not that smart to attack him." I said with a smile as he took out his gun and aimed at me.

"Stand still! Hands in the air!" He shouted. However his entire body was trembling.

"I suppose you don't know what armor this is?" I asked as I continued to approach him.

"It's beskar buddy, your blaster can't shoot through it." I said as I reached him.

"You, mr, fucked up." I said as I took my Vibro-blade from my back and slashed his head off. I made sure to not touch the armor or the helmet.

"I guess he was new to the buisness." I said out loud as I began stripping him. I would use this outfit sometime.

After taking his outfit I began walking back towards the more, eh, safer streets.

I quickly approached the rich area. Here we found all the shipyard companies, banks, mansions and government buildings.

Soon enough I found the InterGalactic Bank.

Before I entered I put my newly gained clothes on a bench. In these streets nobody would wanna steal the lowly clothes of that guy.

After putting them away I entered the building. The building had multiple civilians and high ranking officials. There were 10 booths were their workers sat. One got open the second I went in so I approached him.

The worker sitting there was visibly disturbed by my sight. I guess Jango truly was this terrible.

"M-mr Jango F-Fett!, w-what can we h-help you with?" He asked in a shaky tone.

"I would like to withdraw everything from my bank." I said. Attempting to sound like Jango. Jango was a renowned bounty hunter and he must have gotten rich from the Kaminoans, there's no way he didn't have an account.

"E-everything?!" He asked incredulously.

"Aye, I don't have a lot of time so hurry." I said trying to stress the guy.

"I-okay, let me just check your account." He said finally composing himself. He also silently signalled to his boss.

"Okay, I see here t-that you have 500.000 Credits in your account. Would you like to take them out with 50.000 credits or 100.000 credits?" He asked as he put on a fake smile.

"The 100.000 credits will do." I said.

"Y-you will be required to show your face to take out the credits." He said with a sweat running down his face.

"Oh? So you're requiring things now? Isn't the voice and armor enough?" I asked in an angry voice.

"This is a direct insult on my image and renown." I stated again trying to pass the inspection.

"S-sorry, M-mr F-Fett. B-but It's regulation. I-i can't do a-anything about it." He exclaimed almost pissing his pants.

"Fine." I said as I took off my helmet. I was a clone of Jango so my face was a splitting image of his own.

"O-ok, t-that will be all." He said as he handed me 5 100.000 credits.

After receiving them I turned around and left. After I left the bank I turned around to my newly acquired gear.

I picked it up and turned around a corner into a shady alley. After using my HUD to check for any cameras or people and making sure nobody is here I took of my Fett gear and equipped myself with the new gear.

There was a black bag laying in the Alley. I picked it up and put my Mandalorian gear into it. I could leave my Fett gear here as they are too valuable.

I took on my helmet and entered the bank again.

The same guy was still there. He just got back from reporting to his superiors apparently.

I approached him and put forward my simple demand.

"I wish to buy a InterGalactic Banking Card, and deposit 550.000 credits." I said behind my helmet.

"The InterGalactic Banking Card will cost 50.000 credits and whom will it and the account be assigned to?" He asked with a smile, he was happy with the money he was about to make.

"The card will be on Jason Dusk." I said.

"And if you would be so generous as to eh, avoid checking me, I would be so generous as to give you personally another 50k?" I asked as I put 5 10.000 credits on the table.

"Oh, of course." He said with a smile. A member of the banking clan would never turn down some additional money.

"Your identification for depositing and withdrawing credits will be your Bank Card, if you ever loose it anyone can withdrew your credits." He said as he handed me a card. This would serve as my identity for any non-clone action in the future.

And with that I handed him a small bag with 550.000 credits.

"Pleasure doing buisness with you." I said as I walked out.

And with that my buisness at Corellia was done.

After that I headed back to the Venator, we would be leaving tomorrow and I needed to prepare.

Once we arrived at the cantina I saw the 5 guys from the Cantina fight. I joined them at the table. They were called Lester, Silk, Viking,