It's late at night, the air is cool, the ground is damp. You just got done with a 3 round fire mission. You unclip your ACH and sit down on the spade. You take off your gloves and hook them on you kit, you take in a deep breath, your arms weak from running rounds you look up. The clouds have gone, the breeze from the day is gone. All that stands before you is the universe. You stand up and walk out from under the net, you look into the universe as the light of millions of stars look down on you from above. You think about life, about your service, why you fight, and why anyone fights, what does any of it matter. The call comes over the radio.

"FIRE MISSION!"

You clip you ACH back on and run to tye ready rack. It might not matter, it might not be worth fighting, but only when those who seek others harm are no more. You grab a round on it is written "To Russia with Love" and bring it to Chief

"HE PD READY VERIFY CHIEF!"

"VERIFIED!"

You slam it on the tray, yell Bore Clear and ram it in. You hear Chief

"Stand By!"

You tighten you chest and plug your ears, soon, Freedom will Rain