Disclaimer: I don't own G.I. Joe or Murphy's Laws...
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A Greenshirt's Guide To G.I. Joe Life
By J.T. Magnus, Turbo
Part Six: Tracer Rounds
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Turbo stepped into the room in the Infirmary feeling guilty. No matter what anyone else said, it was still his fault, he had sent Low-Light out on that mission and until the wounded Joe himself told his commander otherwise, he was going to feel like crap about it. It was supposed to be a simple mission for the sniper he was proud to consider a friend, Low-Light was to fire tracers to mark a spot where a unit of Cobra Range Vipers were suspected of having a supply cache and guide a squad of Greenshirts in to capture it and wait for the Range Vipers so that they could bring them down as well.
If he ever met the guy, Turbo mused, he was going to hurt Murphy.
Range Vipers were, next to the Alley-Vipers and the Cobra Officers, the best-trained units that remained in the Cobra legions. They actually knew how to survive, observe, plan and act without needing someone else to tell them how and what. In this case, the unit they were after had seen the tracers being fired and, instead of going to where their former supplies and the G.I. Joe Greenshirts waited, had made their way to where Low-Light's sniper's nest was.
They had barely gotten there in time to keep him alive.
That had been two weeks ago and the sniper had just woken up hours ago. While all of this went through his mind, he had been standing in Low-Light's room in the Infirmary silently. Finally, after several more minutes, he broke his silence.
"I'm not gonna bother asking you how you feel."
"Next time," Low-Light forced out with a half-smirk, "You can fire the tracers."
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Murphy's Law of Warfare: Tracers work both ways.
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Closing Author's Notes: Yes, I know, short and serious.
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