Kingsford

Kanade sat in her hard metal chair and listened to her CO. It was graduation for her company that would probably be shipped out to the border some time soon. The speech was nothing special, the normal soldier welcome to the army thing. Nothing really interesting. She had a clip of bullets for her 13mm's and was carefully infusing each one with her magic. She knew she was done when the brass casing on the bullet turned to the color of the element she was working with. In this case red as the clip would be designated for fire. This type of infusing was one she had been working of for almost two months. It was much more difficult then crystals because this time it was a metal. However it was also much more effective. On top of it she didn't need to customize the weapon itself to fire the crystals energy. This way was more effective, if using more energy. Though that was fine, she needed to restrict her magic anyways. The base commander approached the podium. He as well gave a small speech and then just as she was placing the bullets in the clip something interesting happened. "As you may have known, there was a missile that malfunctioned and ended peace talks with the elven race. There have been many accusations on both sides and I am not here to say who did what." She heard several grumblings from the men around her "swine" she heard one say. "However things are heating up. Company A is to report to the front lines and join the 23rd Division and be ready for deployment. You all have 3 days before deployment. Dismissed"

Kanade stood up and saluted the officer as he walked off the stage. She rubbed the back of her neck where they had recently tattooed her number in the back of her neck. It was weird but she felt a sense of pride at having that number there. 83-246-8. She headed towards the door of the briefing room hoping to get back before all the shower's were taken when a young officer approached her. "Private First class Kanade, You are to report to the Captain's office immediately. "Yes sir" she said before changing directions and heading to the staff office.

Upon arriving to the captains office, kanade knocked on the door and responded with a gruff "come in." She walked in the room and saluted. "Private First Class Kanade reporting, Sir" The officer looked her over for a second before asking her to sit down. "Private" he said "You will not be joining your comrades on the border. A few generals have taken a special interest in you. Instead you will be transferred into a small Special Operations team under the command of Captain Henreich Holt. The men refer to his platoon as "The Green Bastards" Indeed she had heard of them, they were on of the best teams out there with a near spotless record. They were legends among the camp. "Your helicopter leaves at 1600. I expect you ready to ship out two hours before that."
"Yes sir" and she walked out the door. Three hours later she was dressed, packed and on the chopper.