'𝘼𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.. 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙚.'
In 2005 Joshlynn Moore is set out to deploy to Afghanistan. She is met with the struggle of trying to adjust h...
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"What do you think, get back to the O.P 1? Move back 25 yards and set up O.p 2?" Micheal asked.
"Roger that." Marcus and I chorused.
"Axe your on surveillance. Deitz, fall back to O.P 2 and get me some fucking comms." He demanded.
"You two." Micheal looked up at us.
"Let's fall out." He nods.
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We began walking in the forest now. I wasn't sure where we were going but it was somewhere. We looked around in different areas searching for a spot to set up. Micheal sat under a tree, Marcus hid in a bush and I chose the high ground.
"Spartan base 0-1 Radio check. How do you copy?" Dietz asked.
"Copy." I nod.
"Hey moore." Micheal called out.
"Yes micheal?" I asked.
"Sorry about earlier.. I just can't have you ruining my section." He nods.
"I understand- duty calls." I shrugged.
"So are we good?" He asked.
"No." I crossed my arms.
"Fair enough." He shrugged.
"Can you guys save this for another time?" Marcus asked.
