My battlemech is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My battlemech, without me, is useless. Without my battlemech, I am useless. I must pilot my battlemech true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My battlemech and myself know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My battlemech is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its systems and its limits. I will keep my battlemech clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My battlemech and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
Adapted for the MW:O universe from the Rifleman's Creed of the United States Marine Corps.
Edited by Mortechai, 07 May 2012 - 08:35 PM.