Major Cyril MacKendrick
Lieutenant Hawkes, the entire time in His Majesty's Service, I was assigned as what you young Americans would call a 'pencil-pushing geek'. Supply, support. And every year, I would request a transfer to a unit that would taste the sting of battle, so that I might do my part to serve my country and my planet. And every year they turned me down. Eight months ago at the Battle of Mandrake Ridge, the Chigs hit our supply lines, and I finally felt... battle's sting. I saw men and women so dear to me...