Prologue
"This better be worth seeing Norain. I'm supposed to be watching Delta Squad in the Kill House, and I'd rather not miss the show," the bounty hunter was saying. The man was rather heavy set, and wore a simple blue-gray tunic. However, to anyone that had been in the facility, they would recognize him. Jango Fett, the genetic blueprint for the clone army. On his way to watch another live-fire training course, he had been called into the flash simulation chamber by Halin Norain, one of the Mandolorian training officers used to tutor the commando troops.
"Don't worry Jango, I think you'll like this," Norain replied with a smirk, motioning towards the viewport that looked down into the chamber. Inside, a group of four commandos were exchanging fire with a simulated spider droid.
"Mind telling me what's so ! #$%^&* special about this? Delta Squad would have taken that thing out by now. Hell, Skirata's Null's would have killed it the second it was put in," Jango said in annoyance, itching to go watch the commando program's protégé squad.
"Don't look at the men. Look at the timer, and then look at the fault counter," Norain said, still smirking. Jango slowly looked up to the wall straight across from the viewport, where a holoscreen showed how long the simulation had been running, what squad was in the chamber, and how many faults they had made while inside. Looking it over, Jango took a minute to understand the significance.
"Thirty six hours? No faults? That screen has to be faulty. No squad has ever gone that long without at least one mistake. Not even Delta Squad," Jango said, staring at the screen.
"Oh I assure you Jango, every second on that screen is correct, and the fault counter is as well. I've watched them almost the entire time, and I had Skirata watch them during my sleep cycle. I've never seen the man impressed like that, and he works with the Nulls. Thirty six hours in, and they're still going strong," Norain said, the smirk turning into a full on grin.
Norain had been training the particular squad since they'd been deemed ready for combat training. Having helped trained several other squads, including Delta, Norain was eager to prove that he could put out his own group of superstars, and thus pushed them harder than almost any other squad on the planet. The leader of the squad, designated RC-1112, took Norain's lessons to a new level, and even during rest periods, had his team practice until they were virtually perfect.
"Well Norain, I must say that you've impressed me. Call me up when they make a fault. I want to know what their final time is," Jango said as he walked out of the room, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Will do Jango. Tell Vau to make sure Scorch doesn't blow a hole in the chamber again like he did last time," Norain replied as he turned back to the viewport.
The squad would continue in that chamber without any faults until the holoscreen read at forty three hours and twenty six minutes. The situation that they finally faulted at had them against a spider droid, ten SBDs, twenty B1s, and four destroyer droids. After the fault, they would continue for another hour before finally being incapacitated. When the day to deploy to Geonosis came, the other commandos were still talking about that time, and how the squad must have somehow sliced into the mainframe to put it up.
But their pre-war training is for a different tale. This story starts on Day Zero, the assault on Geonosis, and the squads heroic efforts to bring down one of the largest droid factories on the planet…