(This chapter takes the entire year of 1950, and the Flock's adjustment into a MASH unit).

(Uijeonbu, South Korea. MASH 4077. 1950. 6:00 AM).

The Flock set up their tents. In a MASH unit, all personnel must sleep in tents. Problem? Each tent can only hold a total of three people. As well, the personnel must divide their tents by gender (men sleep with men, women sleep with women). The Flock was getting used to being in the Army. Particularly, a MASH unit. Problem? MASH is an acronym for Mobile Army Surgical Hospital. The Flock had no surgical training. Luckily.. Henry assigned them to the right people. Max got out of her bed(or cot, rather) and walked out of the tent. She woke up Nudge and Angel. Everyone got into uniform, stepped out, and saw the boys in their uniform.

While it may seem like their perfectly comfortable with military protocol.m All six of the Flock were still adjusting. Having been first, stuck in cages and experimented on by Himmler's lapdogs.. Then, being liberated and carried across an ocean.. Then being sheltered by Max's parents, and still having to practice flying, and avoid detection.. Now, being treated like soldiers, after being drafted by a CIA stooge.

The uniforms, the wounded, the enemy shelling them every night. Particularly , the waking up early.

Max reported to Henry's office. The Commander of the MASH unit was sweating as he was finishing his paperwork.

Max saluted.

Henry asked, "You are.."

Max said, "Captain Max Ride, sir."

Henry smiled, "Ah. My new secondary Commander. What can I do for you?"

Max eased up her posture, and went into Mama Bear mode, "I'm not the most trusting person, neither are most of my family. We lived alone in a secluded area with our parents and other siblings, only to be drafted to a place where we don't know anyone for a reason that none of us have really been able to comprehend. We have no reason to trust you, but we have no reason to doubt you either. So you can try and be all buddy-buddy with us as much as you want, and we will try to make the best of this, but if you or any of your men do ONE thing to makes me trust you any less than I already do, than you can expect us to be gone in that same instance."

Henry said, "I understand, Captain. But, try to understand. Everyone here was drafted. None of us want to be here." He leaned forward, "We will try to work with you. But you must work with us. Hopefully, we will have the end of the war, soon."

Max sighed, "I hope so." She walked out of the office. She hoped things would go well.

Later, she saw the boys putting up their tent. She asked, they finished up, "How's everything?"

Fang replied, "Just finished the tent. Getting ready to go meet my new 'boss.'"

They walked into the 'Swamp.' The nickname for the officers' quarters. Frank left, so it was easy to get in. Trapper was sound asleep. Captain 'Hawkeye' Pierce. Tsll, black hair, blue eyes.. dressed in a red robe.. Other than the robe, the Flock thought he kinda looked like an older Fang.

Hawkeye saw the six new MASH personnel, "Awfully young. Drafted by some nut no doubt." He saw Fang, "Almost like looking into a younger mirror."

Fang replied, "I hope not. I need something to look forward to, when this is all over."

Hawkeye got a chuckle out of that. He said, "Heh. What's your name, kid?"

Fang replied, "Fang. I'm the Sergeant who's been assigned to you."

Hawkeye said, "Ah. My new shadow. Well, I'll show you around."

They followed him around, showing Iggy where to go, because of his blindness.

Later, when Iggy was on his own. Making our some Korean land marks. He'd heard the breathing of two people. While Iggy couldn't see Trapper, he was certainly not invisible to the female personnel of the 4077. His brown hair, blue eyes, and the fact of his obvious charisma.

Trapper was fratenizing with one of the Nurses. He said, "Want one? "

Iggy replied, "One what? I'm just trying to find the bathroom."

Trapper, not knowing Iggy's blindness, "It's over that way." He pointed in the general direction.

Iggy, said, "What way?"

Trapper quickly got annoyed, "What's your name, kid?"

Iggy replied, "Sergeant Iggy. Freshly drafted from Arizona."

Trapper quickly realized, "Ah, my new shadow." He chuckled, "Can't wait to start your training"

Majors Burns and Houlihan. Margaret Houlihan was tall, blonde haired, blue eye, yet always acting like any other soldier.

Frank Burns. Black hair, and a face like a Ferret. Not much to say about his appearance.

Nudge came up behind them.

She said, "Major Houlihan? I'm Corporal Nudge. The new draftee, from Arizona?"

Houlihan responded, "Can I help you? "

Nudge's motormouth kicked in, :Actually, yes. Where's the OR? Have you met Hawkeye? He's really nice. How long have you been a nurse? H-"

Houlihan yelled, "One thing at a time!"

Frank asked , "Are you sure Colonel Blake made the right decision, assigning her to you?"

Nudge said to Frank, "Bite me, Ferret Face."

Houlihan was suddenly offended. She yelled, "That is NO WAY to talk to a superior officer, young lady! " She turned to Burns, "And I understand your concern, Major. I will talk to Colonel Blake, and make sure that this is the right decision. If not, I will see what he wants me to do."

Nudge simply sighed, "This is going to be a long war. "

Gazzy walked into the tent that read 'Father Mulchay.' He knocked on the door, "You in there? "

A voice responded, "Yes. Just reading the Old Testament."

Gazzy asked, "The what? " Neither of his 'parents' ever really educated him on religion. Jeb due to being an atheist and Valencia due to it just. Never coming up.

Father Mulchay walked out of the tent. He was a tall man. Dressed in his Priest robes, glasses and sunhat. He had gray-ish hair, and Gazzy couldn't make out his eyes.

He noticed the confused look on Gazzy's face. He asked, "Is something wrong? "

Gazzy replied, "No. I just never heard of the Old Testament before"

Mulchay was confused, "It's a well known section of the Bible. I remember reading in your file that you were born in Parism France is a mostly Catholic country."

Gazzy replied, "I may have been born in Paris, but my family and I lived in a secluded area. My adopted parents never brought up religion. I've only ever heard of God in small talk."

Mulchay smiled, "Come on into my tent, then. We shall read about the Heavenly Father together."

Gazzy replied, "Okay!" He walked up to the Priest, both curious and excited.

(Clerk's office).

Radar, a young man with brown hair, glasses, and a youthful face. Company Clerk of the 4077. He was in his office , reading some reports, when Colonel Blake came in.

Henry said, "Radar, this is your new secondary clerk. "

Angel smiled, "Hello."

Radar said, "Hello. I'm -"

Angel, stopped him, "Radar, right? "

Radar was confused, "Yeah. But my real name is-"

Angel, "Walter O'Riley." They started to look suspicious, "It's.. on that paper you're about to send out."

Radar asked, "Where are you from? I'm from-":

Angel stopped him, "Ottumwa, Iowa, right? "

Radar was confused, "How did you -"

Angel, "Know that? Colonel Blake told me a lot about you."

Henry stood confused, "I did? Oh. Well, Radar I want you to show her the ropes, about being company Clerk."

Radar saluted, "Yes sir!" He pulled out Angel's file. He read, "Let's see. Born in Paris, France.." He became shocked, "June 6, 1944?!"

Angel asked, "Is that a problem? "

Radar was bewildered, "D-Day." He looked to her, "Who drafts a six-year old?"

Angel shrugged, "A CIA guy named Flagg."

Radar sighed "Oh, CIA. Figures " He puts the file down, "So.. You want to come read some.." He blushed, "Comics? "

Angel said, "Sure "

Angel and Radar got along. But they knew one thing. It was going to be a LONG war