Ansem stood at the end of the officer line at his full height, the bear of a man that walked out of the transport lived up to his legend in appearance, a living war legend to damn stubborn to retire or just die. The impassive countenance across his face did not change as he snapped the salute to his new commander and waited for the official transfer to be complete.<br/><br/>For the past four months he had been nearly non existent with any officer related duties, he considered his pilots sub-par and drilled them relentlessly to get them combat worthy for when the TDN Agronev, took its christening departure form the shipyard. In four months he had molded his pilots into a force that would out-fly any seasoned pilot.