The squad Drak was training this round was a platoon of 35 soldiers called Delta Squad. They were all Sergeant and Specialist rank, and have had their own experiences with aliens. The squad was down in the barracks of Rosé, most were just goofing around and joking with the others, a few were just relaxing on their bunks when Drak walked in. "Delta! Attention!" His voice was loud and gruff, demanding respect as everyone quickly shot up and stood in line, hands on their sides, heels pressed together, standing straight up and looking forward. Drak walked in, eyeing each solder with an icy glare. "We have a mission! At 0900, we are heading to the Glorithol System in response to a distress call from Camilla for help with Research! Apparently they found some sort of artifact there brainiacs know next to nothing about!" His remark on the Research team on Camilla got a few soldiers to chuckle quietly, as the USG Camilla prides itself on its top of the charts Research Team. One of the soldiers, Nick, nudges the solder next to him, whispering 'Guess the egg heads aren't all that, huh?' Drak shoots Nick a glare, pointing to the ground, signaling Nick to drop and give him Push-ups. Nick quickly complies, not wanting to test his luck. "That being said, we need to be ready for anything! We are going into unknown territory, so make sure to get your gear ready! Remember! Expect the worst!" The rest of the squad all shouted at the same time, even Nick; "Assume nothing! Always anticipate an attack!" "Remember those words, and you just might survive, maggots! Dismissed!" With that, Drak salutes the squad and they salute back as he walks out of the room, looking back at Nick. "Get your ass up boy! Yer sweat is stinking up the room!"
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