Day 4:
8:33 PM
I hadn't done anything too much today, Just a few push ups, sit ups, and pull ups. Me and Owen hang out with the Squad the whole rest of the day. Well, until we were called down by Lieutenant Alpine. He calls us to give us a briefing of what we're going to do, it was simple: Head to the outside of the base and scout for Enemy troops. If we found one we would capture him.
8:39 PM
We head out now to scout the area. All goes well until Anders needs to take a piss. He takes a few minutes then we get a bit worried. Then he calls us on the Radio.
"Hey guys, I think im lost." Anders says.
"Anders are you freaking kidding me?" Owens says.
"Sorry. Holy crap I think I see a troop!" He says.
"Where are you?" Owens asks.
"I have no idea, but I think hes scouting the area! Oh wait I think im about 30 meters uhhh, Northwest of your position. Hurry up though" He says
"Alright" Owens replies.
We head out finally and we see what Anders is talking about. We move up only to realize that its a scarecrow.
"ANDERS! THIS IS A SCARECROW! ARE YOU BLIND!?" Owens says. Hes enraged at Anders and I say:
"At this time of year? I thought it was a Fall thing, not Spring."
"Thats stupid why someone still has one out, its like nobody's been here in years!" Anders says.
"You shut your mouth over there smarts." Owens says.
"Calm down there Owens!" Stillwater says.
"Lets just get this job done and get outta here." Owens says a little happier.
9:21 PM
We finally finish the job and head back to base. I see Carter training with Rocky again. I tell my Squadmates that I'll be back tomorrow. I run over to Carter and say hello to him. We chat for a bit and then he tells me that I should befriend Rocky a bit more. So he gives me a Frisbee and tells me to throw it a few times to him. So I do that and after 15 minutes of doing throwing the Frisbee, Rocky trusts me enough to let me pet him without getting my finger chewed off.
10:47 PM
I'm at my 'Home' and as usual I eat my dinner and lay my sleeping bag down. I think tomorrow im gonna go to the Mess hall tomorrow, but I don't know.
As usual, I lay in my sleeping bag and drift off into another sleep.
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War Stories (Book 1: Semper Fidelis)
Non-FictionMike, a marine with a big dream. He had no idea what was coming to him. After boot camp is bombed and he escapes. Mike and his squadmates must fight for survival in enemy territory. War Stories Book one: Semper Fidelis
