The General's longer stride made it difficult for the smaller visitor to keep up and have enough breath left to speak, but the General was doing all the talking anyway.

"Now in here y'all can see one of the newest of our recruits. All nice and freshly cloned from one of them Aggie boys. A big, solid, tough specimen, dontcha think? And we got a heap more tanks like this one jus' churnin' out them good ol' boys, one after another. Kinda makes ya proud, don' it?"

The Visitor tried to say something about how he was expecting to see a massive, muscular super-soldier, not some redneck, dough boy but the General wasn't listening and was already striding off towards next room.

With a sigh of frustration the visitor trotted after him, the two security guards bringing up the rear.