Chapter 1: Some folks are born

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Ozpin's PoV


Glynda: "I don't understand it, Ozpin. Why do we need help of Them?" My Deputy Headmistress asked. I sighed.
Ozpin: "Because Theirs SOG Unit is consisting of Best of their group. Not only that, but I'd rather have them than Ironwood's Soldiers around" I replied.
Pilot: "Approaching destination, sir!" We heard Bullhead's pilot. As we touched down, Me and Glynda climbed out and stepped into a Base of Operations of USV Army, Camp Patton. Soldier approached us.
Soldier: "Sir! Commander is waitin' for you! Follow me" He yelled and led us to a large tent. He let us in and saluted.
We saw a middle-aged man in his 40's, dressed in Olive Drab uniform.
Ozpin: "General Straken, I presume?" I asked. He looked at us and smiled.
Straken: "Headmaster Ozpin! Damn fine to see ya!" General got up and walked up to me, offering a handshake. I shook his hand.
Ozpin: "Meet my deputy, Headmistress Glynda Goodwitch" I said. He saluted and lighted a cigar.
Straken: "So, what can I do for ya, Ozzy?" He asked.
Ozpin: "I need help...it regards....Them" I said. He looked at me with serious look.
Straken: "Follow me...." He said it and gestured to follow him. As we followed, we saw a lots of UH-1D Hueys Helicopters flying around.
Straken: "My boys are going on Patrols against White Fang and Queen's goons. Apparently, she formed her own crew, the 'Soviets'. We're fighting them each day. Soviets have their own Special Forces, called 'Spetsnaz'...whatever the fuck that means...Anyway, to counter them, we have our own group....SOG" He entered the tent. It was filled with soldiers.
Straken: "SOG! Attention!" He roared. Soldiers saluted, some with cigarettes in mouth.
Straken smiled and waved it off.
Straken: "McNeal!" He called for a Dark-skinned man.
McNeal: "Yes, boss?" He asked.
Straken: "Get me your best operator" Straken said.
McNeal: "For sure. Snake-Shit, come over here!" McNeal called.


(Y/n PoV)


I heard Captain calling me.
(Y/n): "Comin'....Shit, Woods, you fucking cheater!" I joked.
Woods: "Sorry if I beated your broke-ass again, Dude!" He laughed.
I sighed and walked up to McNeal....and General Straken. I saluted.
(Y/n): "S-Sir!" I blurted out, but general gestured to lower the hand.
Straken: "Son, I'm sending you to Beacon. Figured you should be learnin' how to properly keep Grimm at the bay" He said.
I looked at him puzzled, then a grey-haired man coughed. I looked at him.
Ozpin: "Pardon my french, I'm headmaster Ozpin. I'm offering you a chance for good study, young man..." He said. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. I looked at both of them.
(Y/n): "I'll be there tomorrow, Boss." I said and returned to the poker game with Woods.



THE END OF CHAPTER 1.


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Alright ye little twinkle-toed fuckers, listen up!
I made this 'cause I love Vietnam War.
And because I'm bored.
Good luck readin' that!

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