***When General Eskoth Belser heard the first shots, he was examining amap. His left eyebrowwas bisected lengthways by a scar. Thenthey'd get out as rapidly as possible-not back to the rendezvous, butalways away from the trail and the central ridges. When they'dparked, gravitically locked to firing positions along the road, he radioedagain.
Atthis one place though- After a few days there, we were all of us likegunpowder. As he left, the rifle rack at the end of the tent caught his eye. the 8th Heavy InfantryBrigade, the real army, where she expected to experience themaneuvers from the other side. You're the one that got thisplatoon on probation.
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