Chapter Four

At “B” town, the Security Police Club House
“Have you met the new Captain?” Howard said as his squad prepared for their deployment.
“I seen im,” Walters said in that deep southern drawl, “but aven’t met im. D-you know where he’s a comin from?”
“I heard from a base in Georgia, someplace called Robins Air Force Base,” Griffin said as he got up, went over to the bar, and got another soda.
“Well I hope he’s a worth som-n,” Walters said, remembering the last Captain.
“What about the Ell Tee, ain’t he going?” Pierce said as he joined the conversation.
“I think so,” Howard came back.
“Well, all I know is that the Reapers have been called up, and we go where the action is,” Hammer said as he came from behind the bar with a soda and a sandwich in his hand.
“So, when do we depart?” Peirce asks.
“We convoy out in five days, according to my sources.”
“And we are taking deuces, eight of them,” Parker said with excitement. He loved the idea of getting out there. He was for sure ready.
“And what is our mission?” Hathaway asked as he sat down with the rest.
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“I’m not sure, but from what I have heard, we are going somewhere far up north, something about a communications site. I think Combat Com is supposed to set up and do whatever they do.”
“So is it just one 44-man team or…”
“Another team from Osan will be joining us.”
“Okay, gents, enough chatter. Let’s get on over to supply and see what we can get our hands on,” Howard said.
They all got up and followed Howard out the door. Once outside, they loaded up in the CUC-V, which he borrowed, and drove to the supply building.