However, the expected eternal oblivion did not arrive, which is certainly worth celebrating with champagne.,"What in the hell is this thing" a black man with the rank of sergeant spat.,A sergeant, easily taller and broader than him, gritted his teeth in silence beside him. He continued firing his rifle with one hand, the other gripping the power axe at his hip. He was the tallest and strongest man in the squad. Without a powered exoskeleton, he towered over even the armored Sergeant Major and that insufferable lieutenant.。