The grey sky's of the early morning broke overhead as the FOB set in silence within the valley. The long-barricaded walls carefully watched by the unlucky ones issued to be on night duty while the inner squads got their rests in their barracks and tents. Captain Patterson being one of them as she was curled within her cot as her eyes soon awoke as the sound of the bulge call echoed throughout the base as she quickly pushed herself up. Her Aging back popping as she stood up with a stretch and a groaning yawn. Heading over to her desk to get a file of mission reports as well as goals they were supposed to meet during the month to get a reminder. Some basic patrols to secure some well needed roads and the fact that the base needed some freshwater wells they needed dug. And even worst, a fresh unit that would be joint attached to her platoon were to garrison the base, the info provided about who they were didn't exactly come out clear and that would be an entirely new pain in her ass trying to figure out how to properly use the new attachment if she had no idea who they were for months thanks to that screw up.

"Always something..." She muttered as she quickly hit the showers and got dress her combat gear as she went out to meet her platoons for morning call and drills.