Indar smiled as he entered the armory. The clean, steel walls were lined with suits, armour and weaponry, ready just for them. Indar approached the suit on the wall with '07' over it in simple block numbers. Walking over, he examined the suit he'd be wearing. It was made up of two parts, a rough cloth material in a tan sort of colour and blue armour plates over the top, covering his arms, lower legs, torso and head. There was also a table in front of the suit, with his equipment laid out on it. Immediately catching his eye was an assault rifle. It had a strange magazine, almost octagonal in shape. He found it strange, but assumed that it would probably hold more ammo that way. Moving on, there was a white pistol with a revolver barrel. The barrel, instead of pushing out to one side and spinning to reload, half of the barrel would push out either way, and cartridges would be loaded that way. [i][color=00a651]Strange weapons, but they look effective[/color][/i] Indar remarked in his head. He moved on to the seven thin and long cylindrical objects next to the guns. They looked similar, but two of them were different from the other five. Five of them had three short, needle-like extrusions at the bottom and a white button at the top. The other two had a pin at the top and were slightly shorter and thicker. It took Jackson a second to realise what he was looking at. They were advanced med-kits, injected into the arm. They alleviated pain and kept people alive for longer. The other two were things he didn't even know existed. They were healing grenades, and when thrown towards allies, a burst of chemicals and nanites would rejuvenate and heal his allies. Impressed by the developers, Jackson began suiting up, the med-kits and grenades fitting nicely on one side of the belt, and his revolver on the other. There was one other thing on a small shelf underneath the table. It was a white box with a red cross on it. There was a small note on a piece of paper sitting on the box. "[color=00a651]In case all else fails... :)[/color]" Indar read aloud as he retrieved the first-aid box. The handle of the box fit nicely on two hooks located on his lower back. Jackson smiled once more as he looked down at all the advanced Sabre gear he was wearing. "[color=00a651]I think I'm gonna like it here[/color]" He remarked.