Andrew had been rather quiet all morning. Checking his equipment over and over, making sure that his supplies were good to go...And he simply couldn't bring himself to talk to anyone. There would be plenty of time to talk on the way there because otherwise the silence would be more dangerous then anything else. 

They would be going into combat as the vanguard and it was hoped that they would be victorious. 

When the question of what [i]they thought[/i] of the operation they were about to embark on came up, Andrew finally broke his silence. Nerves be damned, his squad mates need a moral boost before they got sent into action. "It doesn't matter if we are fighting at Vasel or in front of the royal palace; We're bloody solders now and that means we only have two major objectives in this war. Keep our mates alive and kick the invading imperial bastards with our steel capped boots where it hurts as hard as we can as often as we can until they kneel over and die or surrender. Our job is not to die for our country, it is to make those bastards die for theirs and Vasel seems to be just as good a place to start as any."

Might not have been the grandest speech, but it would hopefully light the fire they needed to get through what was to come.