Gabe followed the others into the next room where he received the hypo-spray. It didn't hurt but it left his neck with a pretty obvious bruise. He was quickly moved so the next person could get theirs. He moved over to a nearby chair, his eyes scanning the women he had arrived with. He let his mind wonder while he waited to be moved into the next room. He stepped to a package without a bra, at least he didn't make the mistake of accidently picking a women's uniform. He silently chuckled at the thought before slowly getting dressed in the pt uniform. His eyes then went to the sweats. He had trained in sweats before but not in weather like in Africa, unless there was a winter season there that he didn't know about yet.<br/><br/>He glanced at the beret before opening the satchel to look at the textbooks and manuals. He'd never been much for reading unless it was about an opponent, and even then he mostly watched them. He glanced off to the side to see on the people he'd flown in with put the flashlight and raincoat into the satchel. It looked like a good idea so he decided to follow his example. He opened one of the manuals and began reading it, hoping to learn about what kind of weapons they would be using in the future.