PFC Moat: Ah...ninja'd. All right, if you say so sir. But you need to do it with us*makes LT2 Firetail come with him as he runs around the pentagon 100 times with 10 lb backpack* 1....2...3... *Half an hour later....* Done sir!
PFC Moat: *sitting and enjoying his coffee* You're still running. But I'm strong and fast. Unfortunately, LT2 Firetail is an officer, and isn't used to combat duty. He's going to be running for hours after we're finished.
Hex: I'm up again. My processor seems to be really fast.
Hex: No matter, I have just overwritten Firetails' orders. You must now report to Fort Alabaster 30 miles away. All of you, kidnap Alt and drive a Hummer there. Now!