You hung up the phone with your mother as you sat on the ground behind the base of your task force, your head hurried deep in your knees. Your mother had never supported your decision on being a soldier and she loved letting you know.

You flinched as you heard footsteps crunch against the gravel a few feet away, sniffing as you wiped your eyes quickly.

“Everything Okay Sergeant.” A Deep British voice asked as he stood beside you, his body close to the wall. It was Lieutenant Riley.