"Everything's ready! Soldiers! Stand firm and hold on! Activate the magnetic units in your armor's legs according to your training! The Vengeance is about to dock with Terra Space Station. If I see any bastard lying on the floor after docking is complete, he'd better be ready to scrub toilets for a year!"
The company commander roared as he passed them. From Corialis's angle, he could just see the commander's terrifying mechanical ocular implant.
Supposedly, he had specifically asked the Mechanicus Priests aboard the ship to make it look like that. The pitch-black eye socket clashed completely with his skin, and the crimson eyeball within had exposed cables, trembling without cease, while the metal eyelids rapidly dilated and contracted. A silver skull gleamed at the edge of the socket.
Corialis had to admit—he was a little jealous.
That ocular implant was not merely terrifying to look at. It had night vision, could provide calculation functions comparable to a high-precision sniper scope, could see enemies behind walls up to three meters thick, and could also analyze complex battlefield conditions.
"What are you looking at?"
The soldier from his same 4th Company asked. Corialis had never seen her before—he was sure of that. Otherwise, he definitely would have remembered.
"Oh."
"Oh?"
Her voice was very pleasant. Corialis thought that, and then he took a kick to the backside. The company commander shoved his head between the two of them and roared, "What the fuck are you looking at, corporal Corialis?!"
"Reporting, sir, I was thinking about how much your ocular implant cost! I want one too!"
"Is my ocular implant growing on her?! You fucking—during downtime you don't get up to this shit, but now that the expedition's about to begin, you suddenly get excited!"
"Reporting, sir, I am not excited!"
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