Jack coughed loudly, tracing a path down and around the Advent camps. There had to be some way around them. He hefted his rifle, nodding to the soldiers around him. "Alright guys, here's how it's gonna work. I know that alot of you think this is hopeless. Well, it probably is, I won't lie to ya. But, you sighned onto to this division. You inherited the dangers that were not mentioned in the job description. We will show these bastards, the same ones that invaded Earth, that the races on this planet are not going to go down without a fight." He looked around, the recently made pulse rifle shining. "We have weapons that match theirs in power, speed, accuracy, and more. I'll be damned if I'm the commander of a bunch of wimps. We do not back down. We will not retreat. We will destroy these guys, and when we do, all of you will be treated to a round of scotch on me. Now, let's go kick some alien ass." A roar was emitted from the soldiers. After the briefing, they were deployed, their gear shining, yet to see the gruesomness of war.