He sighed, before shaking his head. "Look son, I have seen the rest of the world, and this is the only place with mass production, rifling and breech loading, internal combustion engines, and machining. Which puts you about 200 years ahead of the rest of the world, at least. I think command should be told that there is someone outside that wants to talk to them, and knows those four terms. Why don't you go get an officer, preferably at least a major, and bounce this up the chain cause I am clearly not something you have been trained to deal with in a friendly manner. Trust me, make this some officer's problem, that is what they get paid for, after all."<br/><br/>He figured certain orders had either been garbled coming down, or that command was trying to keep specific terms out of the lexicon lest the enemy start trying to figure out what it was and do it themselves.