The veteran checked over the strapped gear on her hips, glancing up at the freaking out newbie opposite her in the dropship.
"You wanna get through this, you gotta calm down greenhorn."
He gripped his lazgun tighter.
"We're about to be dropped on an alien planet with no intel or maps! I can't calm down!
Ma'am."
She shook her head.
"We're mop-up, Grunt. We're going to clear out the city of its civilians, the biggest threat you face is a heart attack."
"I hope you're right."
And she was, their natural poison did cause him to have a heart attack.
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