Oz just grunted in reply. The rest of his unit finished their preparations and formed up in front of Oz. He looked at Rook and tossed him the Requisition Cheque, "Report to the Quartermaster and get us that Walker, make sure it has proper stealth specifications. Make haste, we'll deploy...
"They're just beasts in a different form." Oz muttered as he finished up his Lho-Stick and threw it at the ground. "Alright, boys. Go prep your equipment, I'll head to the Assignment Board to see which Death mission we'll tackle. And Teodore, your shit smell is more likely to kill us than an...