After a couple of weeks of preparations the village had change more or less in its aspect, the previous three entrance have been replace for a single enter checkpoint guard by four armed guards, their armament varies depending of the people entering and leaving if they are strangers we show the old DL-18 blaster pistols and in the nigth shift the vilage enter a close state, in other words every enter and exits is close and guard by guards with M1903 Springfield rifles by the mayor order, some buildings have become watchtowers to keep an eye in the surroundings. Each tower has three guards, and they have binoculars to see from afar. Now the villagers also have heavy firepower thanks to the introduction of a couple of Brownings 1917 mounted in specific sites to maxify the defense. Although the training is far from complete at least now they can more or less fire without missing, by a large margin, but all things consider it is an improvement. In the personal aspect I have hired a couple of farmers as guards of the buildings where I store ammunition and other weapons such as fragmentation grenade. Basically the full armament that this village now had was enough to be consider a small guerrilla. I have also ask the mayor to reach other nearby village to form an even bigger unified town. Two nearby village agree after seeing a little bit of our firepower while fending off a band of Tusken Raiders attacking them and shortly after that they join our community. But there were also other cases when our help was turned down. The only downside to this is that word is spreeding to fast about a well armed community helping farmers and slaves. Our current location hasn't been located yet but it is only a matter of time before it reach the crime syndicates, especially the Black Sun, rumor has it that they've been pretty busy lately, especially in their fight for territory againts Jabba which make them even more unpredictable.
Also based on my experience and logical approach, after learning that they could only come from three side I naturally ask if there was any other way of geting near us, to which they replied that there was indeed a small passage flank by tall walls of points rocks, impossible to climb. After this we resume the training of the new recruits but the moment a squad of them was ready for combat I asked Ren to lead them to the cliffs to stand guard. All of them were equipped with rifles and a side arm and flare guns escept Ren that had been equipped with an MP-28, a submachine gun developed in the early 20th century in my world and the evolution of the famous MP-18. It chambered in 9×19mm Parabellum and it could have a 20-round magazine or a 32 one, but base on my suggestion he used the 20-round magazine which let him fit more magazines in his belt and harness. Another two thing that I had discover and introduce in the village is that dogs rom my old world count as weaponry due to their use in a lot of conflict regardless of their role, from maintaining order to be used as a living moving bomb (A.N: It's true, it was used by russians during WW2 to disable german tanks) and the second thing is that the uniforms used in conflicts can also be redeemed, the uniforms don't cost points but the dogs do, and a lot of them. This is based in what type of caracteristics I want them to have and what roles to fullfil, from keeping in the order as some kind of police dog or if I want them to be able to find explosives. Also my point have increased to 66.000, well it was more but I purchase especial equipment for emergency's.
Today had the impresion of being just another normal day, training recruits, doing inventary, the usual, but all of that chage when I saw a red flare ascend to sky, meaning that what has made everyone be on edge since weeks ago is finally happening, the Black Sun was here.
Seconds after the flare was seen in the sky a siren was sound in the town, men and woman were seen carrying their weapons and putting their helmets while running toward the square forming lines in parallel to one another. Everyone had their issue weapon, belts filled with their ammunition clippers and some had side arms on their hips holsters, while the majority assemble in the town square other took aim already from the watchtowers as well as sealing the doors and maining the machine guns.
In the square the tension could practically be cut with a knife, everyone of them knew what was about to happen some might never seen the person to their sides again. In a makeshift podium the aged major tried to ease their nerves with a speech to boost their already fragile morale. Finally tired of this useless speech I shoot at the sky, what startle most of them, like children being caught red hand doing something bad.
"Everyone, you have been trained for this moment, now you would either perish alongside this town or make those fucking trashy gansters what you really are made of. I know that most of you are afraid of death, if you weren't that would be a cause of corncern for us, today may very well be your last day here but think that with those of you who fall at leats 5 of of them will follow. We aren't afraid of death, we are afraid of failure and that ends this instant" In the middle of my words of encouragment the roar of guns began to echoed in the distance. "Do you hear that, those are the sound of your liberation, the breaking of your chains. Do any of you want it, then take it for it will not wait for anyone. Now who will follow me?"