"Sands you can sleep on your own time. But right now you are on MY time. GET IT!!" He eyes your gear and then with a huff he backs up and looks around at the Squad.
"What a gang of apes!" he growled. "Maybe if you'd all by it this drop, they could start over and build the kind of outfit that I wouldn't have to babysit all the time. But probably not with the sort of recruits we are getting these days." Sgt. Hodge suddenly straightens up and shouts. "I just want to remind you apes that each and every one of you has cost the gov'ment, counting weapons, armor, ammo, instrumentation, and training, everything, including the way you overeat better'n than half a million credits. Add in the thirty cents that you are actually worth and that runs to quite a sum." He glares at you. "SO BRING IT BACK! We can spare you , but we can't spare that fancy suit your wearing. I don't want any heroes in this outfit. You got a job to do, you do it, keep your ears open for recall. Get Me?"
He glared again. "You're supposed to know the plan. But some of you ain't got any minds to hypnotize so I'll sketch it out. The Company will drop on the landing area. 2nd Squad's job is to secure the landing area and set up the guidance beacon. The rest of the Company will be setting up a peremeter. After that you keep your eyes open for Bugs and wait. Get IT!"
"OK you apes. You have five minutes until we launch. You can talk to the Padre if you wish but I want you strapped in and ready in five." The Sargent then walks over to the cockpit to talk to the Slingshot's flight crew.