Panting, sweating and out of breath, Sam bent over trying to catch his breath, his dog tags dangling towards the dirt. "I'm so tired of this shit". Sam stood up looking over to the base, where soldiers and officers marched around. But then Sam saw the squad where he belonged... The recruits.
"Manjez! Get your ass over here" Sam jogged over to where the commander was. "Do you think I have the time to put up with your bullshit?" Sam gasped for air, "no sir" the commander looked down on him. "At the point you are going at, will you become a soldier!?"
"Yes sir" the commander's eyebrows slanted, "no you won't, hell, I don't any of you will become soldiers! But your goal is to prove me wrong!"
Sam ate his dinner, canned potatoes, and canned beans. Sam gagged at them. The other recruits walked by, slapping Sam on the back of the head, making his face go into the potatoes. Sam stood up, wiping the potatoes from his nose. "You got a problem?" The biggest one turned around, "yeah, you're holding us back!" He yelled pushing Sam. Sam went back at him, but an explosion broke the sound of the potential fight, everyone turning and their faces turning white...
