Colonel Blaze had gone through several wars, and situations that he'd never wish on anyone else. He had fought countless different enemies, from Afghan terrorists to xeno parasites, but to this bloody day, he hadn't come to terms with the stupidity and arrogance of inexperienced superiors. Did Williams have combat experience? Had he ever commanded troops? Morale was a fickle thing, and it required several prodding words, something he'd made a science out of. Carrot and stick, really. But, here this chap apparently didn't realize this.
Although he couldn't truly be blamed for it, since he was inexperienced, but that hardly meant he- ah, hell, he was getting too angry. Damned Americans, with their lack of manners, and damned politicians. That what he had to say, really.
"Understood, sir!" he said, snapping to attention, having understood his orders. But something bothered him. There hadn't been too much intel on the surface much at all, in the briefing. No topographical map for him to study, no "Sir, do we have any intel on the stat set?" he asked, with no emotion what-so-ever.