GOOGLE Search TWKAN
Blair looked at the man before him. "I know your ability is quite practical. But fully unleashing Mutant abilities, displaying ghost-and-god-like combat power on the battlefield, slaughtering everyone single-handedly—that's pure fantasy.
"During training, nobody cares what Mutant ability you have. They only care whether you can keep up when running, whether you can shoot straight, and whether you'll fall behind on loaded marches.
"Don't you think an environment like this makes us feel quite comfortable? Because we're treated equally, with no discrimination whatsoever. All we get is the unified look in those officers' eyes when they look at rookies."
Henry laughed. "Ha, yeah. They discriminate equally against everyone. Add it all up, and I suppose that counts as no discrimination. But don't you wonder why the U.S. military went to so much trouble to organize a force primarily made up of Mutants?"
"I don't know either. Maybe they're hoping someone will stand out. In the end, they might select the best from this unit and form a new Mutant special forces unit?" Blair had his own fantasies as well.
"Selected from the Marine Corps?"
"Why not?" Blair said seriously. "Let me tell you about the history of the Marine Corps, and you'll understand. We're a very special branch of service.
"At first, we were riflemen aboard ships during the Age of Exploration, mainly conducting amphibious landings. Our numbers were relatively small; a single ship might have had only enough men for one squad.
"Not until World War I were those shipboard riflemen pulled out and incorporated into the Army as complete units, where they achieved success on the battlefield.
"After the war, though, the Army—facing budget cuts—tried to abolish those units and make itself the only branch that fought on land. Honestly, they'd wanted to do that