Ready

In a flash of light, I found myself being rapidly unfrozen and equipped in the standard issue B-01 Tactical Armor, an AR-23 Liberator rifle slung to my side and P-2 Peacemaker pistol on my hip. This was the basic gear of all Helldivers, prospective or otherwise. The memories of basic military training and the Helldivers training rushed back into my head to fill the gaps. From standard obstacle traversal and movement while under fire to recovery from injury simulation, stratagem familiarisation and finally live-fire training, it was all a very short refresher and relatively unnecessary for a Jumper but alas, thou must completeth thy training.

Once I'd completely thawed out, I got myself acquainted with the Super Destroyer that was assigned to me, the SES Prophet of Truth and her complement of 50 crew members, starting with the Democracy Officer, Ship Master and Service Technician, Hansson-Bjerke, Sjostrom and Andersson respectively.

There was another reason why I started with the Democracy Officer to begin with. Being that I partially bore the power of the Illuminate as a result of my being a Jumper, I needed to ensure that any irregularities from my nature does not get reported back to Super Earth High Command. As I got closer, I surreptitiously released a nanite cloud that took root in D.O. Hansson-Bjerke's mind first before spreading it throughout the SES Prophet of Truth's life support systems to take passive control of the entire complement. Once I had the entire ship under loose control... I stood before the War Table on the Bridge of the Super Destroyer and took a deep, steadying breath. I was ready to begin in earnest.