My great-granddad, he was in the Marines. Highest he got was in a plane going from America to some desert. Granddad served on Mars, putting down the Miner’s Rebellion, but when they were granted independence he stayed, so I guess he was an all-right guy. Dad came to New Dixie with the first wave, in cold sleep. He fought for twelve years until the Chukho finally ceded us the system and pulled out.
I joined last year. Haven’t seen action yet, but there’s a lot of systems out there, and the Chukho aren’t just going to give them to us.
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