Cal sighed and looked at Alaska then laughed. "I'm worried this mission is going to a meat grinder... Weed out some of us who aren't good enough for the live stuff. I mean sure the sim went alright but live mission, well variables change and shit hits the fan faster." He sighed running a hand through his hair. "And I didn't lose a fight with a warthog. I won a fight against a tank. You should see him he's in a million pieces across the floor right now." He laughed making a joke about how he disassembled the thing.