"Appreciate it...I've been craving one all day." he says as he sparks up the cig.
"As far as this whole Turn the Tide thing goes...I think its bullshit...whatever genius came up with this is a loon...after what happened to the boys in L.A. im not so sure I trust our superiors descisions. To be honest with you, joining the millitary wasnt exactly my life plan. But my life wasnt going anywhere so I figured this would be a good idea...and then this shit happens...I thought about deserting, but what would be the point...family is dead...I figure im ****ed either way." Jon took a long deep drag of the ciggarette...
"If the military's not your thing, the Rangers probably wasn't the best career choice. haha"
Brandon looks out the window.
Hours have passed, and the Rangers are almost there.
"Hey Corporal..... Our objective is pretty funny. Its to establish a post in the city, and drive back opposing forces.
Opposing forces? ha.
Basically, we go in there and kill everything until its rendered clear. And we'll be there any minute now.