Intergalactic Summit

Hel Beach

Location of Hel beach is undisclosed.

The massive volcanic island is a nature preserve the staff will say if pressed. A private shuttle service connects with the cluster wide interbus network and lands not on the island but on the rear deck of a two hundred and thirty meter Super Yacht anchored in the shallows by east (right side in the images) beach.

Guests are welcome to roam freely on the fore sun decks the bar on the second deck, and the heated spa pool partially in the shade of the second deck on the bow.

The water is shallow enough that you can easily walk off the ramp deployed from the back of the ship into calf deep (aprox 15cm) water and onto the beach.

The sand of the beach is fine and high in silicates so very soft and smooth to the touch. More like plastic fine polishing sand when rolls between fingers. The pale color keeps it from being anything but warm and the waves are gentle.

No sign of any person can be seen on the beach or in the cliffs but the footprints in the virgin sands.

The Ocean expands unbroken before the beach as far as visable, it is quite shallow nearer to the rock arch but more than a few hundred meters out drops away sharply to unknown depths. Many species of darting agile birds make their nests on the cliffs and their songs are light and soft. Their white curved shapes often play at the cliff tops like Fighters in combat before going out to the deep sea.

Many colorful fish will swim even into the shallows, tiny almost invisible white crabs can be found tracking their way across the beach and on the reefs further out to sea there are millions-strong super massive schools of fish from the very tiny to those that easily mass more than the shuttle that sits on the back of the Yacht.

The staff (all terse dark-skinned brutor who are scarce but quick to appear when needed) assures any guest that the Hel sharks only migrate this way in the winter stormy months when the beach is closed and inacessable due to extreme weather and high seas.

Navy jackboots and EVA suit mask.
Lack of tribal professionalism and equipment is really astonishing.

And leaving recruits without instructors and platoons on barren planets?
Savagery.
They won't drill themselves.

You'd better hope that this place isn't located in Federation space, because the above is in contravention of pretty much the entire Racial and Alien Egalitarian Amendment, let alone the Equality and Diversity in Employment laws. You'd have to go some to justify such an apparently racist employment policy.

I suspect your outfit can't even figure out how to obtain a steady supply of water in such an environment or build a proper wind-proof shelter that doesn't immediately get gobbled up by a sand-dune. Or even clean your equipment after it gets clogged by that superfine soil that gets blown right into the joints and filters by a slight breeze, without choking in the process.

Your ability to suspect has fallen below logical threshold.
If that would be okay to a federal loyalist, State soldiers with your level of incompetence would be relinquished from the duty and sent to rehabilitation.

Any chance of seeing these ocean creatures? Any diving or submersibles and things like that?