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"We're not enlisted. We're born. Enlisted men get paid, get retirement benifits, can leave the service; us? we're made to fight. thats it. no pay, no benifits, and no life outside the service. whe're here till we die in battle or in about another 15 years due to the side effects of Rapid aging." Copy said. "Enlisted men can quit. we can't we go rogue, they hunt us down and kill us. Thats the way the Army works."

Zeta sighed slightly. "If you want to go in depth, the analogy is incorrect, I just meant we were basically involuntarily chosen to fight."

He trudged on, more pensive now. He worried about Psi at this point, so he tapped him on the shoulder. "How have your guns been working? And your armor? Still satisfactory?"

Chi, who counted herself as a scout, trudged with him. "Something wrong, sir?" She turned to him, her armor's outline varely visible against the snow. "You don't like the cold much, do you? ANd why do you suspect command is being so..vague?"

"Oh," she brightened noticably, "it's fine. I should thank you...if not for you, it'd be more than my leg I had problems with..." She laughed a little, "And this leg is stronger and more resilient than my last one... of course, now I'm talking about it like it's some accessory to change every month..."

She nodded. "Yessir, Cap'n."

She rushed up the hill, camouflaged form shimmering with subtle static and swaying with her movements. She reached the top with some difficulty, as the demolitions gear and cold-weather equipment weighed her down, but still swiftly. She gazed over the ridge, her vision assisted by macrobinoculars built into her helmet. She spotted a few droids, glinting blue against the reflective snow. Out farther away, a much greater congregation of them guarded an icy lake that led into a harbor, which held a couple large, shadowy forms.

She recorded what she saw and rushed back down the hill, reporting to Cap'n. "Almost totally open from here to a kind of harbor a good 12 clicks away. Sparse super battle droids on the way, with a great number of droids concentrated in and around the harbor. I speculate that they have some tanks there as well." She shook her head. "We can't do this alone, Captain..."

"Ooooh.I'm thanking any genetic defects that I have a completely different mind then you Theta."He shook his head and turned to Zeta."Yeah,I made more then a few adjustments and changes to it onboard the ship.Though changing the armor wasn't entirley part of the plan.It ended up working it's way in when I kind melted some of the upper arm.So I had to find somthing to make it mostly fireproof and almost completely un-meltable.So I ended up working on the armor when I had a new one made,while still following the appearance of my old one.So I dont have too much to worry about if the fire comes back to me.And I'm starting to investigate the boots again,well,was until this came along.And my rifle,well I added a few things in place of standard and my previous adjustments.Though I couldn't get anything too fantastical if I'm just a foot soldier.So I made do with military equipment and parts snatched from droids and fallen clones on Raxus Prime."

"I've added more into this glove here.And played aorund with the nozzle.Such as an adrenal stim injector for quick sprints.I played around with areas around the joints to lessen the likley-ness I might sprain somthing.Improved sights and targeting with my rifle.Played around even more with the pistol.So if I get in a rut I have an effective weapon.It wont overheat as much as the default ones.And some other smaller things."He said prodly.Sure a mechanic or technitian could do better,but the fact he did it amde him proud all the same.

"Thanks."He chuckled and shouldered his rifle,one arm under the pancho."Sheesh,those bots are lucky.They dont freeze like we do.Of course,they break like twigs if you hit them right."He shivered.Even with the cold weather gear and armor he was still freezing his a** off.Sure it improved on running around in not but a jumpsuit but it was still cold.