The Reds now regrouped at the ground level behind the base as Sarge stood there waiting for them.
Sarge: Hurry up ladies. This ain't no ice cream social.
Simmons: Ice cream social?
Steve: I'd kill for that right now.
Sarge: Stop the pillow talk you 3. Anyone want to guess why I gathered you here today?
Grif: Uh...is it because the war's over and your sending us home?
Steve just glanced at the orange soldier with a weird look as Sarge just went along with it.
Sarge: That's exactly it private. War's over we won. Turn out you're the BIG hero! and we're gonna throw a parade in your honour. I get to drive the float, Steve is in charge of the alcohol and fireworks and Simmons is in CHARGE OF CONFETTI!
Steve just chuckled as he played on with it.
Steve: Oh sure, I'll make sure the best champagne is prepared for us!
Simmons: Really? Last time I had a drink with you, you went wild!
A flashback went by as Steve was inside the base pouring more shots of vodka drunk out of his mind as Grif and Simmons were out cold with music blazing inside the base.
Steve: Eh, drink is drink.
Simmons: Well your liver surely loves you.
Grif: I'm no stranger to sarcasm sir.
Steve and Simmons both just sighed as they glanced at each other.
Sarge: Godammit Private! Shut your mouth or I'll have Simmons slit your throat while your asleep!
Simmons: Oh I'd do it too!
Steve: Sarge? before we take turns with Grif's forthcoming demise. Perhaps inform us?
Sarge: Of course. Anyways a couple of things today ladies. Command has seen fit to increase to increase our ranks here at Bloodgultch outpost #1
Grif: Crap we're getting a rookie.
Steve: How do you think we felt when you 2 came in? Things were relatively peaceful till now.
Sarge: That's right dead man and I agree corporal. Our new recruit will arrive within the week, but today we received the first part of our shipment from Command.
Grif and Simmons both looked at each other in confusion as Steve just kept his eyes on Sarge.
Sarge: Lopez! Bring up the vehicle!
And now emerging from the hill came a large, green, jeep like vehicle parked with a Lopez in the drivers seat, he pulls up along side the Reds.
Simmons: Shotgun!
Grif: Shotgun! FUCK!
Steve: Machine gun bitches!
Sarge: May I introduce our new, light reconnaissance vehicle. It has 4 inch armour plating, mag bumper suspension, a mounted machine gunner position and a total seating for 3. Gentlemen, this is the M12 LRV! I like to call it the Warthog.
Simmons: Why Warthog sir?
Sarge: Because M12 LRV is too hard to say in conversation, son.
Steve: And because it's called the warthog from the instructions manual.
Sarge just gave a disapproval glare to his second in command as Grif asked.
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Red vs Blue And The Corporal Season 1
Hayran KurguRVB but with a Corporal. Steve is an unknown person who had lost his memories. He arrived to join Red Team and was given second in command of the team. Though when Agent Texas shows up his past would soon catch up with him. The OC Steve belongs to...
