Stanislaus approached a unit at random, and its hatch slid open silently.
The interior was small, and the metal equipment gleamed as though brand-new.
A platform stood in the center, beside a complex metal framework.
When he stepped onto it, a gentle scanning beam swept over his body.
"Identity confirmed: Corporal Stanislaus, Tallarn 113th Regiment. Physiological condition: mild dehydration, slight malnutrition. Beginning adaptive equipment allocation."
A cold, synthesized voice rang out.
The wall opened, and several mechanical arms extended.
The first thing they handed him was a basic undersuit, made of a soft, breathable material with a peculiar metallic resilience.
"Remove all clothing and wear this directly against your skin."
Somewhat uneasy, Stanislaus removed his Flak Armour and outer clothing until only his underpants remained.
But the mechanical arms did not move, and the prompt even repeated itself.
After a moment's hesitation, Stanislaus took off his underpants.
The mechanical arms immediately placed the undersuit in his hands.
Once the undersuit pressed against his skin, he felt what seemed like a faint electric current sweeping over it, making him involuntarily rub his body.
But he soon noticed something else.
The undersuit seemed to regulate his temperature. Although he was wearing clothes, his body, slightly heated by excitement and nerves, now felt as though it had entered a relatively cool, comfortable environment.
The suit automatically tightened and adjusted to fit his physique, allowing him to move freely.
In fact, the undersuit had many functions, including monitoring the wearer's physiological condition.
Once he had put it on, the mechanical arms quickly retrieved a pile of metal components from a compartment.
"First-time Power Armour assembly will begin shortly. The undersuit will temporarily tighten to restrict your movements. Please do not struggle."
The prompt sounded.
Stanislaus immediately felt the suit he had just put on