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Here are the descriptions of the two main characters Frank Sorenti and Christopher Sullivan:
Sorenti- Pfc. 6'0" 200 lbs., light brown hair in the high and tight fashion of the Marine Corps and brown eyes. Regular O-3 rifleman. Specializes more in close combat and hand to hand tactics but was rated as expert in rifle training.
Sullivan- Pfc. 5'9" 150 lbs., hair and eyes are very similar. Also an O-3 Rifleman. Leans more toward ranged combat but is still a furious fighter up close.
"Chris…Wake up man. Come on you lazy Irish bastard GET THE FUCK UP!" I yelled.
"Wha? Who? Oh Frank. Wassup man?" said Chris very grogily.
"Come on bro you need to get up." I said.
Chris sat up and looked around. "Where the hell are we?" he asked.
"Bro I have a guess. It's going to sound really weird, and I hope to God I'm wrong, but I don't think I am." I said
"Well spit it out damn it. We don't have all day." Chris said irritably.
"Do you remember those books I like to read? Those Eragon books? (He could never remember the cycle by it's proper name).
"Yeah, what about them?" he asked.
"Well…I think that portal thing we ran into transported us into the story."
He looked at me with a look of incredulity on his face. "No…Fucking…Way…" he said.
"I don't know if I'm right bro. I really hope I'm not. It doesn't matter. Where ever we are we need to remember training. Inventory first man."
We checked our gear to make sure we still had everything. We each had our M-16 A-4 service rifles. I had six full magazines. He had eight. We both also had our sidearms. Mine was a custom made Colt M1911 .45. A graduation present from my father when I completed infantry school. I had four extended magazines for it. Each mag holds fifteen rounds. Chris's sidearm was the standard issue Beretta M9. He also had four mags of 15 rounds each, but his pistol is only a 9mm. We both had our KA-BAR knives. I also had a Smith and Wesson Tomahawk, a set of three throwing knives and an extra KA-BAR knife. We both also had standard issue bayonets for our rifles. We had basic first-aid kits, a few random MRE's, our bedrolls, our infantry entrenchment tools, and a few other items. We also still had our full outfit of body armor and our desert cammies.
"At least we haven't lost anything." I said.
"Well what do we do now?" asked Chris.
"Do you see those two guys over there? On the horses?" I asked him.
"Yeah."
"Let's follow them into the town. If I'm right some shit is about to go down." I said.
"Oo-rah." said Chris.
"Oo-rah." I replied and we started jogging toward the town.