What else could a Hell Paratrooper love and hate more than that damn shuttle that's always late? As Hell's Paratroopers, jumping from geostationary orbit is a pre-meal stroll. Using our parachute hoses against the Army's thick, black, hard stuff is our pre-dessert. Our missions are always the toughest nuts even fleet artillery can't crack. For our motherland, we're the first to leap into hell! We never fear! Kid, you wanna die of old age in bed?!
