Looking at his hands, coated in a thick blend of cloth and fine metal for light yet useful military clothing. He turned his hands over and looks at the thick metal alloy covering the entire back side of his hands except for his fingers. He stood and looked in the mirror like rock in front of him, the thin visor of his helmet made it impossible to see his eyes. The grayish green covering over the hyabussa helmet stood out to the rest of the white helmet. The rest of the armor followed the hyabussa designs and the only part that wasn't plain white was the shoulder pieces.
He strapped his traditional styled katana to his back; though it followed the traditional style the metal was so incredibly strong that even the covenant energy sword could not do more than a regular blade and bullets were split in half. And he had the skill to use it, with mastery in six weapons based martial arts. Next he strapped his slandered combat knife to the shoulder sheath on his right shoulder. Thirdly his shotgun was placed on his back with plenty of extra ammo, giving him a total of sixty shots before he ran empty. Finally he grabbed his dual sub machine guns and placed them on his hip holsters along with six hundred spare rounds. As the last part of his arsenal was secured a rebel marine approached him.
"Sir, we are prepared and awaiting your order." The rebel stated in an emotionless tone.
"Tell them I will be there to address them in a minute." He rasped through his helmet in a low scratchy tone.
"Yes sir!" the rebel departed from the room.
Looking in the mirror again the rebel commander thought back to every other mission he's done and all the men he's lost in the short time of this war. "And now I have to send them out to risk once more." He spoke to his reflection.