:0700 hours:
I look out the Window to see an orange Platform in a form of pentagon connected to other rigs in the vast open sea. There are Four Helicopter flying towards the interconnected Rigs and apparently it's filled with Voluntarily Recruits and I am one of them.
As our Ride lands at one of them Platform, we were greeted but 4 soldiers, scanning one of us with a weird device.
"Don't worry those thing are for security reasons, we might not know someone might have brought a bomb with you bunch" a man with a thick Texas accent called out, weirdly enough he looks like a cowboy with those boots and Revolvers
"The Name's Ocelot and I'll be doing the Role Call for your Batch" He smirked, he reach out his right hand, signalling one of the men behind him to hand out the form. He then look at us with a very dark expression, it gave me shivers as of why he was glaring at us like that.
"You do realize that you are joining an army without Borders, Some Countries Treat as a Mercenary, others says we are terrorist." He said, he then walk towards us and look at our faces one by one, moving side to side. "And you'll be treated like so and yet here you are determined to join." He turned his back on us, "Are you still willing to join? You still have a chance to leave".
"NO SIR" a man shouted behind me, almost giving me a heart attack but as he saluted, one by one we followed what he did and saluted. Major Ocelot Look at us with a Smile "Then as of now, you are officially Diamond Dogs" he reach for the folder and quickly have a look at it "but don't get Hasty now, we will be checking your Stats to Determine if you can be useful in the battle Field." Then a man Dressed in Fatigue went in front of us " I'll be leading to your Quarters, Please Follow Me, Your Training Starts at 0900 hours, better have your breakfast before then."
As I march along, I took a quick glance back at the shore…The feeling of excitement came upon me.
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