While most armies have, you know, soldiers that are like, you know, human or the like. or at the very least machines, The elite guard of the founder and former head of state for the Altaumian Territories; Frank Dogson, decided to pay homage to the little hoto-dogu (As they say in Japan) stand that gave him his kick in the pants to eventually unify the backwards savages that plagued the outer wilds of the Old Altaumas town with their "Culture" and their "Lifestyle". Now the only other direction to go at this point, seeing as he already honored that little stands legacy through plastic surgery to look like a hotdog, and giving his little hotdog a Jacobs ladder, was to make his personal militia something that he knew he could always rely on, something that didn't have to worry about things like a "Wife and Kids"; Hotdogs. Its a simple creation process. doesn't matter the meat, the casing, or who's soul gets put into it. Assembly Machines (Alongside a little necromancy) can easily manufacture a legion of these guys within a day. They're loyal, they don't eat much, and when they get hurt they can just fill themselves up with meat again, no bleeding out!

Weenie Warriors are the backbone of the militia, Just kind of the yes men to toss a weapon and send out at a problem. Pictured here carrying a BS-7 Burst Fire Rifle, they carry all sorts of things like shotguns, carbines, SMGs, and whatever else you can imagine. They have a hefty flap of brow meat that gives them a grumpy squinty look, many think they are blind because of that, they aren't, there is a couple of cow eyeballs in there... maybe...somewhere.