She sees them as faceless.
She wanted the mask in the uniform to make them all as one- Just Black.
Not really human in her eyes, more like livestock, there to harvest for her needs.
She has her cause, her goal.
More desire than anything, but the willing participants give up their flesh to her will.
Which is handled by the corperate machine below her.
The coldest culture there is.
She despises self preservation, its the main reason she is so sacrificial with them.
She wants fighting to inflict damage on the enemy, but she also wants the gift of sacrifice from her minions.
Each unit dead is someone she does not have to pay, thats her gift.
and it keeps giving