*beep*
Communicator On. The sounds of fiddling, and silence dotted with the sounds of clothing and weapons being prepared.
"Ladies, Gentlemen, Friends," A voice that spoke had conviction and confidence, "Today, we're putting our lives on the line for the sake of billions of others," A pause, "As fun as it sounds - I have to be honest with you all, we may not return from this one.
"But no matter - If the possibility is that we're going to die, then we'll fight as though we've nothing to lose - fuck the odds!" The voice began to yell with furious conviction.
"If things go south - we might as well go out with a bang - no matter the odds! We've got the gear, and we'll get extra support from the other Yamataians, Nepleslians, Aliens and mercenaries from abroad - and together we'll hold the forests of Tami like we'd hold a lover on a lonely night!
"We'll preserve it's beauty yet for our friends and children to see! The tendrils of the Mishhu cannot take us apart when we're all together!!"
Silence. Communicator off.
*beep*