Jabber
Lt. Bailey was crouched behind a tree, studying the scene before him intently. He didn't like the looks of the terrain between his team and the target.
To his side, lieutenants Riley and Sulu were whispering. They never took anything very seriously.
"Kill the jabber!" Bailey hissed. "Do you want to give our positions away?"
They both grudgingly fell silent.
Bailey took a final glance around. It was now or never. "Come on," he commanded, adjusting the grip on his weapon. The three crept out from the forest cover. Moments later they were assailed by fire.
"Cease fire!" a voice called. The opposing commander came out from his hiding place as Bailey disgustedly wiped globs of paint from his face. "Looks like we win."
