PLANET REACH
UNSC CALENDER MAY 16, 2547
Lieutenant Winters walked down the halls to the briefing room that his new team had occupied yesterday. Thinking that he had left something there he decided to take his time. Upon reaching the door he found Sergeant Nickels standing there apparently waiting for him.
"Sir, I think there may be a problem with our team."
Avoiding the fact that Nickels forgot to salute Winters decided to ignore him, entering the briefing room deaf to the Sergeant's comment not to. And what exactly did he find but his eight soldiers still standing at attention, at this sight Winters had a face that said I think I just shit my self. Every single one of the eight soldiers were all sound. Suddenly Lieutenant Winters got a very large and scary grin on his face; Nickels could only cower in fear at this sight unable to warn the Lieutenants sleeping prey.
Winters knew exactly what he wanted to do but, unfortunate for him and fortunate for every one else on the base, before he could exact revenge on something that he his self caused the eight soldiers woke up to Sergeant Nickels whimpering. Not even reacting to the Lieutenants demonic facial expression, performed a perfect salute hand held it until Lieutenant Winters returned it and gave but two orders.
"At ease, oh and your dismissed."
And with that grabbed the still distraught Sergeant Nickels by the collar and exited the room.
"Alone again."
"Shut up Mary."
"Make me Stan."
"Hey here's an idea, both of you shut up."
"Leave them alone Jack."
"No way Jen."
"Can we just go back to the barracks now?"
"Oh, does poor little Mike want to get some sleep."
"Go to hell Johnson."
"After you Mike."
"And here comes another stupid fight."
"True that, Stan."
"Thank you, Bob."
"Every one shut up and get to the barracks now." Yelled Cromzen. Followed by a collective,
"Yes, sir."
Please R & R