OMG, long time no see! To everybody who has been waiting patiently for this latest chapter, I am so sorry, but I've been super busy with schoolwork and such. So, to make it up to you guys, in this chapter I will try to explain exactly what Greamer meant with that comment at the end of the last chapter. So, on with the show!
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30 years ago.
Sergeant Greamer was annoyed with his troops. But he was annoyed with Private Glenn the most. He always woke up late, never paid attention, but worst of all, oh yes, worst of all, was the sheer amount of flirting the man did. It was insane! Not only did he write to at least three girlfriends at home (it wasn't considered stealing if the letters were just there, right?) but at the same time, he flirted with many of the native girls here. He was shameless, absolutely shameless, and he was an embarrassment to the entire corps! At least, that's what he told everyone else.
In reality, though, you could say that he was a bit jealous of Glenn. No, a lot more than that. The problem was that while people thought that Private Glenn was attractive, most of those people thought that Sergeant Greamer was just plain scary. But that didn't stop him from blaming it all on the Private Glen. Because of his attitude. Because of his looks. Because of…of everything! And just as he kept on thinking these thoughts, day after day, his heart became angrier and angrier, until that little green monster finally managed to make it to his brain, and slowly, he thought up a plan. A very clever plan, that would get rid of this little problem. A slow smile spread across his face, until everyone started to avoid him like the plague. But who cared?
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"The frontlines?" Lenny was shocked. Going there now, while those 'Nammies were hiding out in the jungle, that was suicide. But orders were orders, so he had to go. The sergeant had allegedly chosen the five "best soldiers" to go out of here, but he wasn't so sure. Lenny himself was pretty much a slacker, and the other recruits weren't really special, so it was hard to know what the Sarge was thinking. But he trusted the man wholeheartedly. This man had pledged to fight truth, justice, and the All-American way as well, so there was no need for any suspicion between them.
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Greamer was finally happy. He was even skipping along as his five special recruits trudged behind him, unaware of the fate that they would face. He stopped in front of the rainforest and sighed. "Alright, guys, here's where I go back. Good luck, and keep fighting!" But, he added silently to himself, I guess you're never going to come back. He watched them walk in, then counted off three seconds, pulling of the ring that was on the grenade in his pocket, and… it arced beautifully and exploded. He stood back and watched the forest burn. "They act just like kids." Then he strolled away, a happy tune on his lips.
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Okay, yeah, I know, I'm gonna get a lot of complaints. But believe me, the conclusion to this is worth it. As per usual, please give me comments, suggestions, rants, whatever! This is Pi-chan, signing out!
