Dawn broke out, causing a low orange hue to trickle into the barrack through the windows. A few soldiers were already stirring in their bunks due to the coolness lingering in the morning air.

They were due a training session led by the Sergeant - James Barnes or better known as Bucky. He struts into the barrack, a smirk on his handsome face. "Good morning, ladies!" He calls out loudly, causing the soldiers to wake up from the sudden raise in volume.

Bucky watches the commotion he caused, an amused gleam in his eyes. "Get dressed. We head to the field in 10 minutes." He adds before turning and leaving the barrack through the way he came.

He waits outside, leaning back against the wall of the barrack. His blue eyes scan the camp, observing the bustle caused by the war despite it being the early hours of the morning.

Bucky reaches into his pocket and he draws out a pack of cigarettes. He carefully assembles one before lighting it. He then brings the cigarette to his lips, smoking it. He exhales deeply, smoke spilling out of his mouth.