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I shook my head. "No. I wan't in any of those battles. After I returned back to HQ, I was temporarily kicked. Only just now have they let me back in, and thank god with all my credentials." |
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I stare at Zach, not believing his story completely.
"Come with me. We're going to pay a visit to Captain Rogers." |
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Name: Nathan C. Rogers
Age: 39
Appearance: Infantry uniform, several stripes on his shoulders to indicate rank.
Rank: Captain
Weapons: Thompson, colt.
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Without warning, another man steps into view, a colt pointed at Zach's head.
The man wears an expression of angst on his face. He speaks, slowly, wrapping his arm around Zach's throat.
"State your name and rank, solider!"
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"Zachary Nathaniel Scotfeld, Lieutenant, SIR!" |
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Captain Rogers removes his arm, shocked.
"Turn around." His voice wavers slightly. "Now." |
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I slowly turn around, still wary of his Colt. |
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The Captain's face suddenly goes pale, as he realizes who stands before him.
"No. Corporal Zachary Scotfield, you were killed during the Somme!" |
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Zachary shook his head. "No...others were, however. Mourn the dead, not the living, Captain. When do we invade?" |
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Captain Rogers puts the revolver away, noting my silence.
"We don't. This isn't the Somme, Lieutenant. This is a good position, and we'll keep it. Currently, I'm awaiting further orders."
Rogers looked at me again, as if he was implying something.
"The same goes for you. You do not have right to be here, so you will not take part in any operations. I shall detain you, and wait for further orders." |
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I look back at John. "Sorry, John. Not this time, I guess." |
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"It won't be long." I say, lying slightly. It could be months before HQ even gets our signal. |
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Zachary left, heading towards a random group of soldiers and get their morale up. I wiped off some snow clinging to my buttocks, and then sat back down. |
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I returned to the ammo crates, sitting once again. This time I picked up my M1 Garand. I stared through the scope. I could see nothing through the thick fog except a small pillar of smoke rising from the forest. I stood up, checking I hadn't imagined it.
"Captain Rogers!" I called.
The man bounded over, taking a look through my telescopic sight.
"There's definetely something there, but I wouldn't worry about it. If anything else happens, call me over."
I salute him as he passes, unconvinced. |
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Zachary bounded over towards John. "What happened?" |
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I breakdown the gun, analysing each part as I speak.
"There's a column of smoke rising from the forest. I was thinking there may be someone there, but the Captain disagrees. As always." |
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Zachary shook his head. "Give me the scope." |
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I hand Zachary the rifle, wondering what the next step would be. |
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After seeing what the captain had seen, I hand John back his rifle. "We need to go investigate it. I'll go see if I can get authorization from Captain." |
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"Good luck" I mutter, sarcastically. |
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"Thanks." I walked towards Rogers. I finally caught to him, he was in his tent. "Sir." |
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Rogers sits up, watching Zach carefully.
"Yes?" he asks. |
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I tell him what I decided to do. |
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