Sergeant, I can solve this, the fabber just spat out some very smart missiles for urban deployment.
You'd fire hunter-missiles into the habitat for me? Really?
Really. Really I would. Just put me down, and I'll take care of everything.
I notice you didn't promise the Sergeant that you'd assign target priorities or even arm the warheads on our new surveillance tools.
I'm an attorney. Now the defense gets to rest.