1:
A teenager in worn army fatigues is looking over the base with a slowly spreading grin. He shakes his head and laughs, then starts walking into the base proper, still smiling. What's Joshua so happy about?
2:
A group of hideous creatures is striding out of the water at the base, giants made of black and blue muscles with featureless white bone mask, each easily the size of a Gundam. They casually absorb gunfire without even slowing down, and the missile strikes from the base are burned down by mouth-mounted lasers.
Joshua springs to his feet and starts barking orders on a shared military channel: "Fuck me, we've got a squadron of Jotun-class Nightmares inbound. All of you better listen up, because I'm the only guy here who knows how to fight these sons of bitches!"
You gonna let this weenie lecture you, or do you think he's actually got a point?
3:
Joshua got hurt last battle, bad. Maybe it was your fault, maybe it wasn't. He could be ripping into you, but instead he's coming with an arm in a sling, with food for the both of you and the expression above. He looks away and doesn't say a word.