Max smiled to himself as the soldiers of what was once General Tennant's personal regiment, the way that Noctem Regiment was to General Mons and the Carpe Noctem. It was like having a little piece of him back, even if he was currently missing, on a secret mission somewhere across the Galaxy.
Most of the injuries that he could see weren't as terrible as he had feared. There were a lot of gunshot wounds that had crippled limbs, and some broken backs that had led to paralysis, which couldn't be fixed with the Station's limited facilities but could be easily dealt with by the medical facilities aboard Terminus.
[All veterans listed as currently injured or disabled, please stand to the right for triage. Terminus has top-class medical facilities available, and will begin treatments immediately upon your arrival.] Nico's voice informed everyone.