Post by Michael Hobbar on Sept 11, 2009 18:39:57 GMT -8
Hobbar's squad arrived back at base. The other soldiers were setting up their tents for the night. The camp was surrounded by a few up-armored HMMWVs and Two Strikers and One M2 Bradley Infantry Fighting Vehicle. The Soldiers were well equipped to deal with what ever situation might be presented.
Hobbar retreated to his tent which was just a simple shelter half. He was sharing with a young private; PV1 Grimes. "Hey," Hobbar started, "You alright Private?" The young rookie looked wide eyed. He didn't really seem like he expected all this to happen when he joined the National Guard. The world was in disarray, everything was going unwell and the Government wasn't really helping anyone at all.
"Yes Sergeant."Grimes quietly responded. He took off his helmet and then his body armor. The troops were in a pretty secured position and could afford to strip off their heavier gear. "Any word when we are going to get those reinforcements?"
Hobbar sighed, he had in-fact, NOT received any word about anything outside the city. "No." Hobbar pulled out a book, "Hey why don't you do something to keep your mind off of that right now. Here, read this, this always made me feel better." Hobbar smiled as he handed the book over to the young Private. It was titled, Starfist: First to Fight; a book about futuristic Marines of the 26th Century fighting barbarics in the frontiers of space.
Hobbar retreated to his tent which was just a simple shelter half. He was sharing with a young private; PV1 Grimes. "Hey," Hobbar started, "You alright Private?" The young rookie looked wide eyed. He didn't really seem like he expected all this to happen when he joined the National Guard. The world was in disarray, everything was going unwell and the Government wasn't really helping anyone at all.
"Yes Sergeant."Grimes quietly responded. He took off his helmet and then his body armor. The troops were in a pretty secured position and could afford to strip off their heavier gear. "Any word when we are going to get those reinforcements?"
Hobbar sighed, he had in-fact, NOT received any word about anything outside the city. "No." Hobbar pulled out a book, "Hey why don't you do something to keep your mind off of that right now. Here, read this, this always made me feel better." Hobbar smiled as he handed the book over to the young Private. It was titled, Starfist: First to Fight; a book about futuristic Marines of the 26th Century fighting barbarics in the frontiers of space.
