<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/residentevil/images/3/39/Oded_Fehr_in_costume.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120603045337)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Oded Fehr<br/><strong>Species</strong>: Human<br/><strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br/><strong>Career</strong>: Imperial Army's Stormtrooper Corps (Explorer)<br/><strong>Specializations</strong>: Sniper Scout (Scout)<br/><br/><br/>Oded was still getting used to the lack of formality when it came to mission briefings.  He was trying to keep track of the ideas but they were coming so quickly.  "If I have a choice, keep me away from the gaming tables.  I don' have enough spare cash to be able to afford to lose it.  I'll just find some high ground with a good vantage point.  I can hunker down and wait."  He grinned.  "I'm good at that.  You want a distraction, I can create a few of those.  The flashing lights inside your average casino will do a good job of hiding where any blaster bolts are coming from, if I'm careful.  And if we're requisitioning equipment, I'd like to request a DLT-19x targeting blaster.   And a DC-15A blaster rifle."  It wasn't just Savstsa who asked for more than they needed, it was trick known by every quartermaster in every army since the beginning of time.  It was an old rule; if you didn't ask for it you weren't going to get it.  Most times you were turned down.  Frequently you were given something useful, even if it wasn't what you asked for.<br/><br/>Sometimes, on rare occasions, you got exactly what you asked for.<br/><br/>There were, however, more practical considerations.  "Do we have any idea where his office is?  A floor plan of the casino would certainly help.  Do we have a time frame that we're looking at?  How time critical is this mission?  Do we have any idea what his security forces are like?  How large is the garrison?  Personally, I'd prefer to avoid direct confrontation with Imperial troops for a variety of reasons.  The casino guards?  Significantly less reluctant."<br/><br/>Oded had several reasons for not wanting to go up against the garrison.  They were, after all, Imperial troops and no matter where he was now, he'd started as one of them.  He didn't want to have to shoot his brothers.  Additionally, he  knew how good those brothers were and didn't like the odd, if this motley group of hooligans came up against them.  It was an arrogance trained into stormtroopers; they were the best and only fools faced off against them.  Lastly, picking off Imperial troops very quickly got a target painted on your back.  He was here to fight the rebellion, not be forced to actually join it.