For untold ages, it has not only been a military force's might that determines the outcome of a battle, but the effectiveness of it's psychological attacks. One example is the primping of Spartan warriors before battle - the foolish and naive thought them vain; the seasoned veterans knew that the process "made a good-looking man more beautiful and an ill-favored one more terrifying."
A more contemporary mental barrage occurred in Vietnam. American soldiers would leave a bowl of rice with chopsticks sticking straight up; this signified mourning for the dead and had the effect of informing the inhabitant as soon to be with his (or her) ancestors.
Imagine how our current spate of enemies would feel to be captured by dark, muscular, faceless, apparently eyeless creatures, hiding beneath military uniforms? Are these the servants of the most powerful of the djinn, the Marid? Are these evil homunculi animated by the blackest of black magic? Or the melding of man and machine into something that embodies the worst of both? Who knows?
First, I started out with my shoulder zip suit, gloves and socks from STR and a hood from Eurocatsuits. Then, I added a locking rubber collar. Beneath the suit, I wore a pair of double-sheath pants from Blackstyle.
Better safe than sorry - a nice thick pair of white boot socks to prevent any tearing of the rubber socks beneath...
Then the flight suit, boots and nomex gloves ...
But wait! There's more! Any military pilot needs a breath mask, a harness and a flight helmet ...
But one thing I can tell you - encased in rubber beneath a flight suit and gear is one of the most amazing experiences I've had!
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