Right before we were about to be deployed, we al geared up. I got my classic shotgun, my pistol, and a new weapon, an energy sword. It was a gripped metal cylinder that, when turned on, with materialize an electrically charged plasma blade that will kill on contact.

I saw Mark with an odd weapon across his back.

“Soldier!” I adressed. “What is that weapon?!”

Mark straightened up and promptly responded. “I have been given a special permit to carry this sniper rifle as my primary weapon, sir!”

I nodded and walked back to my seat.

So there is something special about Mark after all.

The hatch doors of The BlueHawk opened. I walked out, looked around.

The coast is clear.

I nodded silently to my battalion, we quietly unloaded and watched the BlueHawk fly off.