"This will be our new commanding officer. Tiffaney Dyne has accepted the commission of leading the Second Expeditionary forces. She will be working with the theater commander...when there is one to shape our strategy." Vice commander of the Seconded Expeditionary force introduced the heir, Dyne. Standing in front of people like this was still nerve-wracking, however at this point they were easier to deal with.
As mom would say blow a few things up and people get obedient.
"A Woman in command?"
"Bad enough they fight with us."
"No way she can handle this."
"What did she just throw?"
Refusing to listen to the murmurs, Tiffaney picked a high explosive from her belt and tossed it in an empty space on the drill pad. Taking note of the three people out of fifty that didn't flinch, the heir Dyne stated simply.
