Private Durandal
Regan had been forcing herself to eat for the majority of their journey. It was slow going, but she was managing. She'd been using water to aid it going down. She'd sought out someone that had talked to her to sit with while they went. The driver seemed like he might be a nice man, and that other girl who offered her water, as well. She'd have to learn their names...
The sergeant asked her a question, snapping the girl up from her daze. "Mm, yes sir." The private sipped a bit of water and swallowed the bit of ration she had in her mouth. She continued, then, "it's a little tricky to aim, since you don't really have a sight. You have to arc it into your target, though you should probably aim for their feet. It'll go near enough to where you point it." She took another bite from her ration, considering what else she might say. "Getting the right range can be tricky."
From the sound of it, she would be sent out to fight. Who would she be going with? Her ration finally finished, she listened to the rest of the Sergeant's plan. It sounded like it would work, but they'd have to be careful anyway, naturally.