On Thu, 20 Jun 2002 21:32:42 -0400 DB Sommer <sommer@3rdm.net> wrote:
"Come off it. The only reason we're here is because they
didn't want to waste one of their 'white' squadrons in a snake
pit like this. We're just so much cannon fodder."
% Err, what about the 'white' Detroid Squad already there? They're somehow
immune to the 'cannon fodder' effect?
The're ground-pounders and don't count. The people operating out of a base
don't often think of the base personnel unless the toilets back up.
Wheezing and hissing, a pair of Lieutenant Bickham's
Gladiator Destroids rumbled up to their staging area off to the
right. Their giant hands flexing as if the pilot were testing
them. They would be most useful in unloading the supply
containers. Three truckloads of Destroid Troop personnel rolled
up behind them. For a share of the shipped munitions they were
willing to help with the unloading.
% Ammo. A military man's best friend.
The gift that keeps on giving.
Liz tumbled into bed, exhausted and ready for sleep. Doctor
Takahashi had scolded her for allowing Karen to mutilate herself.
% Little self-mutilation for better psychological fortitude. It's a trade
off.
Takahashi is rather focused. She probably understands the Zentraedi better
than the Lakota anyway. Though there are a lot of similarities.