CHAPTER TEN

ME: Does anyone have any questions, before I continue?

HORVATH: I have one… WHEN CAN I SHOT RELIAN IN THE NUTS AGAIN!

CARTMAN (Angry): YOU DON'T SHOT PEOPLE IN THE F***IN BALLS! THAT'S F***IN NOT RIGHT!

HORVATH (Angry): At least I'm not FAT!

CARTMAN (Screaming): I'M NOT FAT, I'M BIG BONED!

ME (Angry): GUYS! SHUT UP!

BOTH CARTMAN AND HORVATH: Sorry

ME: Cartman, what are doing here anyway?

CARTMAN: ….

ME: Anyway here's chapter ten, hope you enjoy.

Miller's and Cpl Ham's units were gearing for battle. Jackson and a soldier were set on top of a watchtower.

"I think the enemy's will bring tanks, and we're all out of bazooka ammo" Said Cpl Ham. "We can use sticky bombs" Miller said. "Sticky bombs, ser?" asked Ryan. "Ya, it's in the field manual" Miller told him. "We, kind of ran out of field manuals" Ryan replied. "(sighing)… All right, well you have some demolition, don't you? Some TNT, or some composition B?" Miller asked. Ryan and Ham nodded. "All right, you can spare some then. You take a standard issue G.I. sock, cram it with as much comp B as it can hold, rig up a simple fuse. You coat the whole thing with axle grease. And when you throw it, it should stick. A bomb that sticks, that's why they call it a sticky bomb. Come up with a better way to knock the tracks off a tank, I'm all ears" Miller told them. "Great, now we have to surrender our socks" Relian complained.

The units continued gearing up. Millish gave Upham a huge amount of ammo. The men set up lots of bombs, and placed Bren guns at curtain spots they will be useful.

"Ser, were would I be joining all this?" Ryan asked. "No more than ten feet away from me" Miller replied. "Are you sure that's a good idea… A couple hours ago, Ryan caused you a mental breakdown, as you tried to kill him" Ham reminded him. "That was ONE time" Miller replied. "It's not like I HATE the kid" He containued. Ryan banged into Miller. Miller responded by punching his face, and knocking him to the ground, Miller simply kept walking.

LATER!

Everyone was finished gearing up and relaxing. "I can't see my brother's faces" Ryan admitted. "You need to think of more details, don't just think of their faces, think of more details" Miller told him. There is something... Well, you don't just think about their faces. You think about something specific. Something you've done together. Well when I think of home, I...I think of something specific. I think of my, my hammock in the backyard or my wife pruning the rosebushes in a pair of my old work gloves.
Ryan-This, this one night, two of my brothers came and woke me up in the middle of the night. And they said they had a surprise for me. So they took me to the barn up in the loft and there was my oldest brother, Dan, with Alice, Alice Jardine. I mean, picture a girl who just took a nosedive from the ugly tree and hit every branch coming down. And...and Dan's got his shirt off and he's working on this bra and he's tryin to get it off and all of a sudden Shawn just screams out, Danny you're a young man, don't do it! And so Alice Jardine hears this and she screams and she jumps up and she tries to get running out of the barn but she's still got this shirt over her head. She goes running right into the wall and knocks herself out. So now Danny's just so mad at us. He, he starts coming after us, but...but at the same time Alice is over there unconsious. He's gotta wa-, wake her up. So he grabs her by a leg and he's drag, dragging her. At the same time he picks up a shovel. And he's going after Shawn, and Shawn's saying, what are you trying to hit me for? I just did you a favor! And so this makes Dan more angry. He tries to swing this thing, he looses the shovel, goes outta his grasp and hits a kerosene lantern. The thing explodes, the whole barn almost goes up because of this thing... That was it. That was the last, that was, Dan went off to basic the next day. That was the last night the four of us were together. That was two years ago" Ryan told him.

MEANWHILE!

The rest of Millers group were sitting together talking. There was a French song playing that Upham was translating. "Not bad" Horvath said. "She sounds like your wife did, as I did her" Relian mocked. Horvath reached for his pistol. But everyone managed to calm him down.

Suddenly they heard tanks, LOTS OF TANKS!

Jackson did sign languages. "Tanks 12 of them, Men thousands of them... It's starting" Miller said.

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THE LONG ONE I PROMISED!