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The Convoy
Jack stood silently, as he tended to do. Not a large talker, just a large man. He preferred to speak through actions, and at the time those actions consisted of βstand there and shut up while the boss gives his speech.β As such, he had sort of tuned out and allowed...
SCENE ONE
The Convoy
Jack did as he was told, stepping forward to cut the man loose with his small, yet sharp, pocket knife before stepping back to where he was previously. He didn't gain much joy from this line of work, but it was what kept him alive. Survival is dirty work, and at the end of...
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The Scene Title
Jack's ears rang and his vision swam as the IED went off, flipping the humvee upside-down in the hot sand. He fought to recover his rifle, kicking the mangled door open to take cover behind the vehicle. His eyes glanced down at the blood mixing with the dirt as...