Chapter 9:
Caroline looked at over the pelican seeing the frontline. Then she started to realize she was put back in charge, again. This made her smirk a bit thinking, "Never figured I'd be back in action. Feels funny." She turns to her right looking at Clay for a moment. His arms were placed on his legs, looking down. "Feels like years since I saw you last time, Lt. Hope you can pull through this." The doctor tried to explain to the sgt about his condition, but somehow he managed to put the Spartan back in action. The doc said if he wants to keep himself alive he needs take a pill called "Re-ti". It wasn't used much in the military do to that it causes brain damage, and makes the host see weird things. Phil looked at Caroline and asked, "Uuuuh, remind me again why we're heading to refugee camp? And, a well-armed one to add?!" She got up, and tapped the top button on the desk. A big map was shown on it. She scrolled it, and pointed at a big building near the forest, explaining, "Command wants us going in that area. If their friendly, we ask if they have seen any convent camps nearby. We find it. Secure it. And there you have it." "Any questions?" She added. Phil rose his hand up. She then rolled her eyes saying, "Any questions that don't evolving the word dead." He then put his hand down, looking at his rifle.
*I'm sorry for keeping you guys in the dark. My computer over heated. But I'm at my dad's using his. During Christmas, I might get a pack up. I'm sorry this will be a short one. I'm 18 and I'm starting to get a job sooner or later. I hope I finish this in the near future. I'm back.*