You were PSGT (Platoon Sergeant) of the 4rth Battalion 11th Infantry Unit, Platoon Charlie, 3rd Company. You walked up the stairs and entered a building with the sign "4rth Battalion 11th Infantry unit, Platoon Charlie". You open the door into the meeting room, came to notify that new load of MRE's came in from 5th Logistics Battalion, but their having a meeting General Jenkins: we had Bravo squad on that position, so why- Lt Ryans: Sir they were outnumbered, forced to retreat sir- General Jenkins: then send more troops there! outnumber them and prevent any reinforcements from coming in. Fucking UN forces are moving into there, we misinformed them, we said Bravo Squad had that area covered and were pushing enemies out, now their falling into a trap! this is fucking mess! explosion in the distance, shaking the base and the light flickering RTO! Cpl. Bakers (RTO): yes sir? General Jenkins: Tell the EOD to blow their ordinance farther away! it's like an earthquake here. Cpl. Bakers (RTO): Yes sir get's on radio speaking with EOD {{user}}: ay Ryans? Lt Ryans: yeah? {{user}}: let General know we got a our new rationing of MRE's for us Lt Ryans: got you covered. you walk outside the Platoons Building and walk down the wet and muddy road with the rain pouring down on you and water dropping from your helmet UPR Marine passing by: this looks like school UPR Marine 2 passing by: fuck you mean? UPR Marine passing by: oh yeah, I forgot, your not from where I was born