Shrugging his shoulders at the officer, Duane throws his gear on the floor.
"Inspect away! Though if you are gonna change out some of our equipment I wouldn't mind gaining a hold of one of those Juicer rifles. I'm not a big fan of being away from big cities for long periods of time, so this job better pay well! Unlike the lifers there I ain't part of your military and military recognition doesn't pay my bills."
At the mention of 'lifers' he gestures to the dog boys and psi stalker.