“Anyone who gets that flag,” He pointed at the flag pole. “Can ride in the Jeep for the rest of the march.” He said, before crossing his arms and leaning on the side of the Jeep and watching the rookies attempt to climb the pole.

After a few minutes of watching them struggle, he sighed. “Enough.” He called, standing again. “Let’s go, we don’t have all day. Get back to marching.” He barked, rookies all got back into line with downcast expressions. But a shout made him turn around. “Captain!”