Vonn sent the training notification to Luna and then made their way to the holodeck. In one hand they carried a small black case with a handle.

The doors opened and the voice from the helmet said =/\= Computer, run program Vonn Marksman Training 1-point-zero. =/\= and the computer chirped and scene appeared.

It was a pleasant field surrounded by woods. In the middle was a low stone wall about ten yards from where Vonn stood. On the top of the wall sat a row of rusted steel cans, about a dozen of them. By Vonn’s foot was a large bucket filled with rocks of assorted sizes and shapes. Birds chirped in the trees, and every now and then a grasshopper would jump and fly across the view. The Breen stood and waited in silence.

Vonn, RTF CO