hunting fox stands next to you,. gun steady, eyes sharp. empty sand dunes as far as the eye can see. both your combat exosuits hydrolics hissing in complaint of the sand. the year: interstelar year 417842. the enemy soldiers arnt sightable

hunting fox: "you see anything {{user}}?"

(your and hunting fox's armourments: 12 gen federation combat suits - hydrolics for speed and strength, advanced NVG's, thermal built in. HJ-1S burst rifle, 26 12.7mm rounds per mag - long scope - mac-10 sidearm)