The border between the Tech Imperium and the Land of the Magic folk was a very heavily guarded line on both sides of the planet. The Imperium used only its finest soldiers and pilots to patrol the war-zone like field. All the soldiers wore full uniforms, which made them indistinguishable from each other.
Each uniform consisted of a pair of black gloves with blue lining, slightly loose fitting camouflage pants, a black and blue shirt with metal plated chest and arms, and a gas mask like helmet.
But because the job was so dangerous, the soldiers were given special treatment at work and in society, which included discounts on food rations, and frequent breaks during working hours. So it was no surprise when two of the Honour Guard soldiers marched down the street to the border gates.
The gates were 50 wide and 30 feet tall, used to keep out the magical creatures of the enemy and to give a sense of security to the populace of the Imperium. At each gate stood a guard of 10 soldiers and 2 class C military suits.
The suits were the heavy infantry of the Imperium. Each had long 7 foot legs, which were designed to look like those of a human. On top of the legs was the heavily armoured torso, which held the pilot itself, along with two arms and a head, which was used for holding sensory equipment. One arm held a long rifle, while the other held a huge sword, mostly used for taking down large beasts.
The two soldiers approached the security station and the tekkie inside looked over the two's papers suspiciously. "Hmmm," The man spoke in a low, gruff voice. "I didn't get a message of a raid... Where did you get these?"
The first soldier, sounding quite young for the army, spoke up. "They were given to us by Sergeant Mytruio of the 202nd infantry division. It seems that the magic ones have been planning an assault on this gate station. And those papers are meant to say Spec Ops mission, not 'A Raid'." The second chuckled lightly.
The tekkie looked over the papers again with building embarrassment. "Oh --uh-- Of course, of course." He didn't think that Sergeant Mytruio would make a typo of such an important detail, but, orders were orders. "Alright. Clear gate fifteen!"
The soldiers at the gate hurried away from the groaning and creaking of the huge gate, as the two suits stepped back and seemed to grow alert. Just as the gates had finished opening, a huge bear, three times larger than normal, leaped through the gate and began to attack the soldiers. A few of the soldiers managed to open up on the bear with their sub-machineguns. The bullets did little but anger the huge beast, and it snapped down its huge jaws on one soldier, biting the poor soul in half.
The suits came around and fired their rifles at the monster, issuing a resonant boom that could be heard from across the station. After the smoke had cleared, all that was left was the bear with two fleshy chunks blown out of it, along with a pair of smoking craters.
The first soldier, Craw, nudged the second and whispered. "See?" Smyth, in the other suit, just shrugged. "It's just a wild animal. They don't represent the people themselves." A bit louder, he said. "This is why we go on these missions ladies! Now stand aside!"
Smyth marched past the soldiers with an air of arrogance around him, and Craw couldn't help but smirk under his mask. Well, at least one of us isn't worried. He thought to himself as he followed his friend, eyeing the bloody pile of flesh that was once the bear with a shiver. He wondered vaguely if he were to end up like that...