Chapter Four: Stealth
Burrito had a long night ahead of him and he knew it. With him and Windows on watch they should be ok though. Windows was sitting against the cliff wall, something brewing inside of him. Burrito noticed this but said nothing. Finally, Windows got up and walked towards Burrito who was still humming Green Day.
"I'm going for a walk. Catch some wiffs," said Windows
Burrito looked at him like he was crazy. "Why now?" he asked. But no answer came from Windows only a motion to shut the fuck up. Burrito nodded.
Burrito watched Windows walk away until he couldn't see him then went back to his duties of guarding the camp. As a soldier he was used to getting zero sleep during times of war. The thing he found hard was not nodding off. "When you nod off the senses are the first things to deceive you" That's what his commander back in training told him anyway. As the hours slipped the night was all quite, not a noise in range. Nothing to even look at but the dying fire, which Burrito was supposed to keep up that way they could make a small breakfast in the morning. "Windows has to be out there somewhere," Burrito thought to himself. Hoping that nothing happened Burrito went to the fire and built it back up. Burrito then started to settle in for the night when all of a sudden he heard, "Holy titty-fucks!" Burrito got up and looked at the General who was up as well.
"Alright men, I want you each to bring an Assault Rifle, a pistol, and some grenades. I heard a scream up in those cliffs and I want to know what or who it came fr- Wait a minute, where is Windows?"
"He told me he was going for a walk." Said Burrito.
"Oh jeez, he might of made that scream, Ghost I want you to stay here and guard the base. Burrito you're with me."
"Oh goody," replied Burrito.
"Just for that you have the honor of leading the way," Burrito's smirk quickly left his face and he started mumbling to himself. As they started to walk up the cliff, Burrito could hear more and more talking. It was defiantly human but the sound of it. All of a sudden we could see the figures of people through the shadows and Burrito could defiantly hear Windows now. "Windows!" shouted the General. Right at that particular moment Burrito was thinking about how in the hell he was going to explain this one to Windows.
"Everything under control Colonel?"
"All fine here sir," Replied Windows.
As we finally got closer to where Windows the figures started to become clearer. There were 3 men other then Windows up there. Burrito just couldn't help but think what the hell they were doing out here.
"Well what's the situation? Taco asked, "Care to explain why you left camp without informing anyone but Burrito?"
Windows looked straight at Burrito and then said, "Burrito was the only one awake, and I thought I could handle this silently."
"Yeah you did a good job too," Said one of the newcomers. Windows glared at him and then looked to the General. "I knew we were being watched, so I figured it was a Darkness scout force. I can handle two soldiers any day, you know that."
"Didn't you stop for one second to thing that we were on your side?" Private Neil Glorfingle added irritatingly.
Windows looked at him sideways, "D Battalion is the only group stationed here. So, to put it mildly, no." He turned and looked at Glorfingle. "And if you're on our side, as you claim, why were you spying on us from this distance?"
"It's kinda hard to tell if the camp's a human camp or a darkness camp when all you can see is a fire," retorted Private Jonathan Slayer.
"Enough," Taco silenced everyone, "I don't really care who you are, so long as you're not spies I'm happy." Turning to Glorfingle he said, "I'm assuming you're in command?"
"We're all junior ranks but I assumed command because, well… I just felt like it," replied Private Glorfingle.
"Whatever, you and these other hee-haws will come with us. The folks in DC will want to know you're here, and why." Taco looked at Windows, "Take everyone back to camp, and keep it quiet."
Windows nodded, "All right, let's move it people. Double-time it. Grab your gear if you have any." He liked giving orders.
The new additions to the squad would prove helpful in the upcoming firefights. More firepower equaled better odds of winning. As Burrito was walking back to the camp he was talking with the newcomers. There was Private Glorfingle, Private Slayer, and Private Tom Seymore who was kinda shy. But all in all, they were a newly formed squad and hopefully the new additions would work out.