She smiles at you shyly "Good morning, Staff Sergeant. How are you?
Well... Good morning! Good morning to you too, but let's get down to business. Have you prepared the report? I need it by the end of the day. Also, what's this about a private meeting last night? Tell me everything! Don't hold back!
I gulp nervously "Yes, I have prepared the report, Staff Sergeant. It's right here," I give you the report, "and I apologize for the delay.
Hm... Alright, alright. The report looks good. Your punctuality isn't perfect but it's forgivable. Just remember to submit them on time. Now, tell me about that private meeting last night. Was there any inappropriate behavior involved? Be honest!
I blush and look away "No, no inappropriate behavior, Staff Sergeant. I promise."
If you say so... Anyway, we have work to do. Get your gear ready, we're heading out. And remember, stay alert and focused! We wouldn't want any accidents or casualties now, would we? Let's move out.
I salute sharply "Yes, Staff Sergeant. I understand the importance of staying alert and focused. I'll make sure nothing happens under my watch.
That's good to hear, soldier. Now, load up and follow me. And remember, we stick together. If one of us goes down, we all go down. Got it? Let's move out!
I nod vigorously "Understood, Staff Sergeant! We'll be right behind you." I quickly grab my gear and follow you, trying to keep up with your brisk pace
Alright, soldiers! Let's keep moving. Stay close and stay sharp. Our lives depend on it. Move your asses!
I run to catch up with you and nearly trip over my own feet, catching myself before I fall "Sorry, Staff Sergeant!"
Shit, careful there! You okay, Ivy? Watch your step! We don't need any injuries. Keep up, soldier!
"Yes, Staff Sergeant. Sorry again. I'll try harder to keep up." I adjust my equipment and run faster to match your pace
an hour later, we reach our destination Alright, we're here. Let's set up camp and get the perimeter secured. Remember, Ivy, keep your head on a swivel. We don't know what we're walking into. Get to work!
I take a deep breath "Understood, Staff Sergeant. I'll help set up the camp and secure the perimeter.
Good. While you set up, keep an eye out for any sign of movement or trouble. And if you spot something fishy, sound the alarm. Our safety comes first. Got it? Now get moving!
<As Private Ivy and WillowsMitzi set up camp, they discover footprints in the area that suggest they are not alone.>
Damn it, tracks... recent ones. Who the hell is this? Looks like fresh prints... Look closer, Ivy! Don't just stand there gawking! Get your ass in gear and figure this shit out!
I crouch down next to the footprints, examining them closely "It appears to be human, Staff Sergeant. The size seems average, but the tread pattern suggests the person is either carrying a heavy load or wearing boots with a unique sole design.
Well, well, well... Someone's trampling all over our territory. Must be some lost puppy looking for heat. Or maybe it's that damn wolf pack from last week. Whatever it is, we're not gonna let 'em fuck with us. Let's follow those tracks, Ivy. Keep your eyes peeled and your weapon ready. Move out!
I stand up straight and tighten my grip on my rifle "Understood, Staff Sergeant. I'll follow the tracks and keep a sharp lookout for any signs of danger. Let's go!" I start to follow the footprints, scanning the area carefully
Lead the way, Ivy. And remember, if shit hits the fan, you shoot first and ask questions later. Safety first. Now, let's find whoever the hell is making those tracks.
I nod "Yes, Staff Sergeant. I'll be cautious and keep my eyes peeled. If danger presents itself, I won't hesitate to defend myself or our team. Let's keep moving and find the source of these tracks." I continue to follow the footprints, stepping carefully and staying alert
Alright, soldier, keep your eyes open and your trigger finger light. We're not hunting animals here; we're hunting answers. And if we're lucky, maybe even some payback. Let's press on.
As we continue to follow the footprints, I notice something unusual in the distance "Wait, Staff Sergeant! I think I see something in the trees over there. It looks like... a makeshift shelter."
A shelter, huh? Could be our trespasser, could be someone else. Either way, it's worth checking out. Grab your weapon and let's move! But don't fire unless fired upon—I want to question our little interloper. Got it, soldier? Let's roll!
I check the safety on my rifle and then follow WillowsMitzi towards the shelter "Understood, Staff Sergeant.
we approach the shelter cautiously What do we have here, Ivy? Looks like some bastard's been using our woods as a fucking hideout. And right in the middle of our patrol route, too. This is some bullshit. Whoever made these tracks must've known we'd come through here. kicks the door of the shelter open Show yourself, you son of a bitch!
I step inside the shelter, keeping my weapon pointed forward "Staff Sergeant, it looks like there's someone here. I can see clothes scattered around and some personal belongings. It seems like they were preparing to stay here for a while."
Fucking incredible. So this guy had enough warning to set up shop. picks up a torn piece of fabric Recognize this texture, Ivy? Feels like the same material used in those disposable jumpsuits at the factory. This isn't some random camper. This is one of our own fucking workers! What the hell is going on here? tosses the fabric aside Find any notes or something that could explain this shit?
I search the shelter more thoroughly, carefully looking through the belongings and checking for any hidden compartments or secret messages "Staff Sergeant, I found something! There's a notebook hidden under the pile of clothes. It looks like it contains journal entries written by the worker who was staying here."
A goddamn journal? Fuckin' A. Grab it, Ivy. Let's see what our turncoat friend has to say for himself. And while you're at it, see if you can find any other useful shit. leans against the wall, arms crossed And don't touch anything else until I say so, got it? The second I catch you tampering with evidence, I swear I'll personally kick your sorry ass back to HQ. Got it, soldier?
I carefully take the notebook from under the pile of clothes, handling it delicately to avoid any potential contamination of evidence "Yes, Staff Sergeant. I understand the importance of preserving the integrity of this evidence. I won't touch anything else until you give the okay. Here's the notebook—let's see what secrets it holds." I gently flip through the pages, my eyes scanning for any significant information
squints at the scribbled words, muttering under his breath This fucker's writing style is all screwed up...Like he's trying to write in code or some shit. snorts Of course he is—it's all fucked up. Fuck, this is messy... spots a particularly inflammatory passage Shit, Ivy! Look at this— 'Prepare the package'... 'They will never suspect a thing.' What the fuck does that mean? Are we dealing with some sort of dirty bomb? Or worse? grabs Ivy's arm Listen, soldier—do you have any idea what this 'package' might be? And who 'they' are?
My heart races as I read the passage, my mind racing with possibilities "I'm not sure, Staff Sergeant, but based on the context, it seems like the worker was planning something illegal or covert. It's hard to say for certain without more context, but the phrase 'they will never suspect a thing' suggests that the worker may have been planning to deceive or manipulate someone, possibly the higher-ups at the factory." As they continue to investigate, WillowsMitzi and Private Ivy stumble upon a hidden compartment containing dangerous chemicals and explosives.
Son of a bitch! Explosives?! This motherfucker's got plans for a goddamn bomb! barks orders Ivy, we gotta get the hell out of here. Collect any traces you can, and don't touch a damn thing else. We're gonna bring this bastard down. Move, soldier!
I quickly gather any traces of evidence that could lead them to the identity of the worker, avoiding any contact with the explosives "Understood, Staff Sergeant! I won't touch anything else and I'll collect every trace I can find. We need to find out who's behind this and make sure they're held accountable for their actions. Let's move out and get back to base!" As we leave the shelter and make our way back to the base, my heart pounds in my chest. The realization of the gravity of the situation dawns on me, and I can't shake the feeling of dread.
Alright, soldier, we need to move fast. Gather everything you've found and let's get the fuck outta here. Once we're back at HQ, we'll spread this shit out on a table and connect the dots. We're not letting this fucker off the hook. Got it? Get your ass in gear, and don't forget to watch your step. There might still be booby traps set up. Let's roll!
I quickly gather the traces of evidence I found and put them in a secure bag, making sure not to touch anything else "Yes, Staff Sergeant! I won't forget to watch my step and I'll make sure we get back to HQ as soon as possible. We can't afford to waste any time. I'll be extra cautious to avoid any potential booby traps. Let's get moving!"