[b]Private Ralf Thann[/b]

"That ought to do it." A rather hollow bang emits when Ralf bonks on the helmet of a fellow Private within the armoury. Having already suited up for action himself, he spent the little time the Marine's had to spare before deployment on helping fellow comrades to get ready with their BDU's. Another Private hands Ralf an Assault Rifle.

"Thanks. Short and controlled bursts with these beauties. Enough to make a tunnel hole right through the Squids faces." Ralf says as he is given the rifle, and continues with giving the Private a pat on the shoulder. "See you down there in the mud."

Seeing how the other Marines within the vicinity were pretty much ready, he grabs his Ammunition bag and slings his Assault Rifle on the back. Ralf continues with heading over to the magazine locker and begins to supply the bag with extra ammunition for various weapons. Ralf had been designated as the Ammunition Carrier for the squad. SAW was the Machine Gun that Ralf would be feed with bullets. He didn't know the person who would be operating it, not that it mattered. The SAW mags were heavy for ammunition, so he had to adjust and plan the amount of mags that was going into the bag. It didn't take much time to do this little chore as he had already done it countless of times in Boot Camp. It helped for the 'Cryo-Lag', as he had christened it, to be busy and focused on work. Instead of being nausea's and prepped for vomit-projectiles. As memories of his time within the Boot-Camp had passed, his mind became curious about whom he will be in squad with. Only way to find out is to find out, simple as that, he thought. As the bag was filled, he made his way to the designated Hangar where Ralf would meet his team. The green Private was both excited and somewhat nervous for the following hours to come.