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Prosthetic replacement"Another day. Another mission. Am I right?" 211 asks as they are getting ready to drop into a hot battlezone. "Feels like it, recently," I says and slam a fresh clip into my weapon. "You ready to drop, marines?" 211 asks the other four ODST's. "Hell yes!" They reply. "Good. Follow our Pods, try not to get killed before you touch down. It's going to be hell down there. We're going inside of the main structure, rescuing our men trapped inside, and getting out. You marines will extract while we stay behind to clean up. Everyone understand?" 211 says. "Hell yeah," They reply.
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"Get ready to drop," A voice blares over the room's speakers. "Lets do it!" 211 says and jumps into his pod which creaks as 211's heavy body slams into it.
I roll my eyes and swing inside of the pod then close the hatch. 211's profile appears on me left, Parkson's on his right.
The pods are released and propell us all into space.
"Stay above us," I say to the Mar