November 12th, 2012/ Fort Bragg/ 0900 Hours

Kilo Company (1st Platoon, Bravo Squad)

All the soldiers stood at attention as Staff Sergeant Broushet walked in. We could tell by his expression that this meeting he called was serious.

"At ease men," he gently said. Everyone quickly sat down in their chairs.

"Your probably wondering why you're here…." He continued after we all sat down.

"Well, you are here because our nation is facing a situation of national security." As Sarge was talking, he started putting up photos on the briefing room's overhead projector.

"Aerial reconnaissance has shown that once again, Iraq is proving to be a major nuclear threat - ." He paused due to the load uproar that followed that statement.

"Marines settle down NOW!!" he barked. Everyone immediately shut up.

"This mission isn't like the conflict we faced a few years ago. This time, we face a much stronger enemy. More determined, and more vicious. Men, we believe that the Sunni and the Shiate Muslim groups have united in force, in order to attack the United States." As the sergeant continued, I noticed everyone in Bravo Squad sit up a bit straighter in attention.

"Now, the president has said that he doesn't think they will be a problem. We thought that too, until reports of North Korean attacks on U.N. forces in South Korea came in. We've also found that they are supplying the new rebel faction with nuclear weapons, and brand infantry weaponry. Men, this ain't no video game were facing here. This is the real deal. You've all trained for this moment, and I know you'll make me proud." Sergeant Broushet said to our squad. As he rapped things up, I stood up at attention.

"Yes, Corporal Jacobs?" The Sarge asked me.

"Sir, permission to speak!" I yelled out.

"Granted son, tell us what's on your mind."

"Well sir….. While you've been explaining the mission to the squad, I've been wondering….. Why us sir? I mean this mission seems impossible for one company of Marines." I felt bad asking….. But I had to know.

"Corporal, we've been picked for a specific reason. Within our company, everyone is trained in nuclear weapon defusal. We are the first military company to ever have that perk in our forces. So, with that in mind, we are as of now the only company suitable to handle this situation. This, if you ask me, is a mighty fine thing indeed. This job is mean't to be handled by the Devil Dogs!! HOORAH!!" After the Sarge finished, everyone started chanting.

"Anything else Marines?" The sergeant asked the squad. No one stood up.

"Well then, tomorrow we fly out to our military base in Germany. From there I'll provide our plan of attack. Get some rest Marines…. HOORAH!!" We all yelled Hoorah and then dispersed slowly out of the room to our barracks. I had a feeling that this may be one of the last few days where the squad was still in one piece…… And I wondered to my self if they would be up to the task at hand. If they wuld be able to defend their country from this new force of evil. But, more importantly I wondered if I would be ready...