"I am Heavy Weapons Gal....and this [grabs gun] is my weapon. [lays both hands covetously on gun]She weighs one hundred fifty kilograms and fires two hundred dollar, custom-tooled cartridges at ten thousand rounds per minute. [looks intently at viewer]It costs four hundred thousand dollars to fire this weapon... for twelve seconds."
[Cut to the gal in on the front line, but instead of wielding her gun she is devouring a Sandvich]
"Nom nom nom... [Takes a bite] nom nom... mmmm.. nom."

She is a 5.3CM railgun firing classified grade rounds at velocities close to six times the speed of sound.

Sexy, so can I bed the gunman over sometime?

bend****** (SHIT TYPO!)

That is her sandwich, and that is her boomstick. She will not let either go till death do us part