Captain Henderson woke up at 0600 with SSgts. Janelli, Sweetman, and Marron. Everyone else was already out doing their daily exercises. Henderson packed the rest of his things. The four of them walked outside and saw Captain Cher Yang standing next to Streuker's Column.

"What took you guys so long?" Cher Yang said.

"Shut the fuck up, Chew. We woke up 15 minutes ago." Henderson bitterly replied.

"Well, someone's cranky."

Michael Henderson glared at him.

"Whatever. Streuker is waiting. Put your stuff in the 4th HUMVEE and then pile in. It's a long ride to New Jerusalem's Airport. I suggest you bring your iTvs or iPods."

Captain Cher Yang was right. The drive, provided by Streuker's Column, was a 3 hour drive over to New Israel (Palestine in our time). Once they crossed the border, they went into a long underground tunnel and drove for another 2 and a half hours to the other side of the country and surfaced. They drove right into New Jerusalem's Airport, boarded the plane, and headed straight for Cairo, the capital of Egypt.

They got to Cairo International Airport and went outside. It was a blazing 95 degrees outside.

"Hey! Captain Cher Yang, is that you?" a man called out.

Him and Henderson looked toward the rather tall Marine. Suddenly Cher Yang smiled and started walking toward the stranger.

"Well if it isn't the great Captain Steven Wessels himself! I knew I'd see you sooner or later."

Henderson spoke at once. "Uh Chew, is this the guy that's gonna bring us to the fort in Asyut?"

He nodded. "That's right. Steve, we were asked by General Dean to come here. Do you have the HUMVEE's ready for us."

"Of course I do. There right over there."

He pointed to 3 tan HUMVEE'S. All 6 of them walked over to the HUMVEE's.

"Just put your things in the back." the driver of the 3rd HUMVEE said. The 5 Marines put their belongings in and it filled up the HUMVEE. Then they all piled into the first and second HUMVEE's. Right before Henderson climbed into the front passenger seat he noticed something written on the door. It said Ft. IronBreadCrumb-Join Us or Die. He thought, Damn, now they named a fort after him. He really is legendary.

They drove for another hour to Asyut and drove right into Ft. IronBreadCrumb. They got out and Captain Wessels lead them to the Main Complex Building. All five of them just stood there gaping once they got there. There was a problem. There was no Main Complex Building. There was an outline of what looked like a building on the ground along with debris, splintered wood, and what looked like blood. There was also what looked like a million tents. There was one tent however, that was in the middle of them all. It was huge. It was about 10 times bigger than any other tent there. There was a big red flag on it with a fist holding lightning on it.

"W-where's the Main Complex Building?" Henderson asked. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Oh haha, I forgot to mention that." Captain Wessels said. "A couple months ago, a Somalian Raider somehow snuck into the fort, managed to get inside the Main Complex Building, and blow the fuck out of it. Even though the building was destroyed, only 7 people died. Lucky for the Marines they weren't officers. If that Raider had gone to General Dean's room, there would have been a crippling blow to the morale here. Oh and that building there is the new Main Complex Building once we finish making it."

They walked over to the large tent and heard laughing inside.

"Hold on. I'll ask if you can see General Dean." Wessels said.

He walked in. Both Captains and the three SSgts. were talking when Captain Wessels came back out.

"He said he'll let you go in once he's done with-"

"SHIT!" someone yelled from inside the tent. Suddenly 3 Egyptian merchants ran out of them tent with a wad full of Egyptian money in their hands. A tall burly man ran out after them and stopped in front of Wessels and the others.

"-his poker game..." Captain Wessels said.

"THAT WASN'T FAIR YOU FAGGOTS! YOU CHEATED!" the man yelled at them. He crossed his arms. He had a cigar in his mouth. Then he looked down at the Captains and SSgts.

"Captain Wessels, are these the maggots that came from Iraq?" he growled.

"Y-yes, sir, General Dean. I just came here to introduce them to you, sir."

Just as Henderson heard, General Dean was in fact scary. Maybe that's why he was legendary. He could scare the shit out of anyone.

"Welcome to Ft. IronBreadCrumb, my fort named after me, you maggots." Dean's voice boomed. Then he noticed SSgt. Sweetman.

"Dave! Ahaha, I haven't seen you in awhile. You decided to join me now, eh?

"Uh, haha, yea, sir."

Marron and Janelli looked at him.

"You know him?" Marron asked.

"Yea, we've been friends since elementary school"

"Hm, figures."

The legendary General showed them around base the rest of the day, for tomorrow they would face an even harder mission than taking Baakala Plaza in Iraq.