[center][h2]Kedem Girma[/h2][/center]

Kedem, at this point, had remained silent during the briefing and listened intently to what his first job with Acheron would be. An unknown crisis and rescue, something he should be used to, given his time with his uncle's company. But this will be his first time as a grunt and not in charge of a job. It feels... different, a bit demoralizing to him. But Kedem knows he cannot change what his uncle did, and he doubts anyone will hire him as a commander after what happened with Golem United. Then again, he only got his position through the power of nepotism, and if he were to command again. He would rather get it by merit and not by a family member. 

But he got lucky and apparently Acheron seem interested in him enough to hire him. So he will not look a gift horse in the mouth. Kedem knows this and for now. He will just to do what is needed from him. Hopefully, for this job, casualties will be at a minimum. But in this kind of line of work. Hope or prayer may be needed sometimes. 

So once the briefing is done, he has no questions. At least none that could be answered. If only Obsidian Dynamics had not signed the non-disclosure premium so, they could at least have some idea of what they were dealing with. Still, he will not complain, but it would suck to die on his first job with the company. So Kedem departed and headed to the armory to get his gear and prepare himself for the job.              

Which by the time he reached the armory and was getting his gear. He, in an olive drab uniform like the Direct Action team was in. It looked like that Graves, his new boss, was talking to a member of the Field Research. Enzo, he thinks he name is. Who was packing quite the heat for someone not in the Direct Action team. Plus, the muscles for it and extra. Who was this guy? He talked about keeping it for surprises, and Kedem cannot disagree with that, given the bare intel they have for this job.  

Either way, Kedem went to get his gear. Which is what the Direct Action team would receive. Plate carrier, helmet, Mk18 with a suppressor, laser/light systems, and close quarter optics. Plus, some more, and as he finished getting ready, Kedem had to say something to the tech before joining with the rest. "Just be careful where you aim that, okay?" Kedem gave a professional look with a hint of caution. "I'd rather not have a hole in me from that shotgun."