With his question sufficiently answered, Marcus nodded his head in acknowledgement towards their new CO. He figured it was a good an answer as any: they would all be divided into multi-purpose squads with each trooper bringing something to the table. Marcus figured that it would allow for them greater independence on the field, instead of having to rely on other squads who specialized in what they needed to get done.

Apparently, his question was the last one that had been asked, and Captain Rochus had them all dismissed afterwards. [color=darkgoldenrod][i]"The commander doesn't seem half bad. At least he seems like someone you can rely on in the thick of battle"[/i][/color] Marcus thought. As the Guardsmen dispersed, he decided to head back to the firing range, since he had little else to do. [color=darkgoldenrod][i]"Might as well make sure that my aim with this thing isn't sloppy. Wouldn't want to get shot by the Commissars for incompetence"[/i][/color] He mused.

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Marcus lined up the shot on another stationary target, trying to aim for the weak points as designated by his Uplifting Primer (though he wasn't sure whether those "Weak points" really had an effect). Just before he pulled the trigger, a loud and familiar voice was shouted through the deck.

[color=palevioletred][b]"Attention! Ze following Guardsmen are to report to me immediately as thair new NCO! Private Meris Fixun! Abhuman Khaz! Private Persephone Ignatz and all other former members of the 3rd Wisps light infantry! Private John Cecil Feeney! Private Marcus Gruber! Und private Ericsson Marshal!"[/b][/color]

The sudden loud calling of his name caused his aim to twitch, and he ended up firing a burst of rounds into the nearby wall, leaving another set of scorch marks to commemorate the Whiteshields who couldn't hit a stationary target to save their life.

Sighing in disappointment, he decided to answer the summons immediately, he remembered that the voice belonged to their new Sergeant after all.

Making his way through the scattered ranks of Guardsmen and occasional Abhumans, he reached the edge of the Chimera vehicle lines. He caught sight of Bertolt's Chimera "Lucky Lucy" nearby. The group that had gathered was definitely a familiar one, if the names were anything to go by. Both of the abhumans were already there (Meris and Khaz), Angelika had assembled with a full squad of Cadian troopers from her Regiment, and the lunatic with the Heavy Stubber was there too. [color=darkgoldenrod][i]"Oh great, I get to work with this guy, of all people? I hope he knows the meaning of 'recoil-compensation' when there are friendlies in front of him...[/i][/color] Marcus thought as he moved closer towards Sergeant Ingran.

[color=darkgoldenrod][b]"Private Marcus Gruber, grenade and close-quarters specialist, at your service, sir!"[/b][/color] He said loudly as he saluted, keeping his stance until told to be at ease.

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