After the Fall
“The battle had finished months ago, but the desert had not yet started to reclaim the aftermath. Rogers studied the wreckage with something approaching despair.
What the hell are we doing here? The locals don’t want us, the enemy is as elusive as a weasel and the folk back home couldn’t give a toss. I signed up to fight, to be a warrior. There’s little honor in this.
They were a long way from base, in hostile territory, and it had been a while since any of them had got a rest, never mind a good night’s sleep. The strain showed on the men’s faces, and Rogers knew that they should be heading back to the relative safety of the barracks.
Indeed, he had been intent on doing just that, but aerial support had reported something going on in the hills to their west, and Rogers had been ordered to investigate.
Sammy Brown had driving duty and he wasn’t happy at being taken off road.
“I’m just saying Sarge,”
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