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Lone Wolf
"Commander on deck!"
There was a chorus of boots and servos as every person in the hangar saluted.
"At ease," called the Commander as she made her way to the center catwalk. Thankfully she wasn't one of those hardasses who enforced every single iota of protocol. She didn't need to. She had our respect. "New watch rotations after the latest casualties. Look 'em over, share 'em with your squad, get 'em done. I expect the new rotas to go into place with the 1800 shift. Command's still figuring out our next move, so if you're not on watch, take some R&R. Dismissed."
She turned to go. I looked at the posted watch schedule on my HUD. Then I ran after her.
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