War!

[lynksys]

(This is a FOB. So far, the main meals we're eating are MREs and other canned/processed stuff. There is no mess, lol.) When Stotl was finished with his smoke, he tossed it and walked around. The range needed to be cleaned up since everything else seemed to be in order.

[Hells Sniper]

(edited) When Alexander finished eating, he headed towards his post, grabbing his sniper and walking up the tower. He took position, relieving the other soldier, and began to keep watch.

[adfalcon]

(sooo, how's this war gonna start?)

[lynksys]

(We're already in the war, this is just a small portion that takes place in Afghanistan. Right now, there's not any fighting going on due to the weather.)

[schectergitarrguyy]

Name: Sidorov, Viktor Gender: Male Age: 34 Ethnicity: Caucasian, 100% Russian, thick accent Years of Service: 5, in American military Rank: Corporal Job: Grenadier Weapons: M16A4 Beretta M9 Attachments: M320 grenade launcher, ACOG scope Back Story: served in Russian military. Moved to the U.S., enlisted, was shipped to the place they are at now Viktor was sittin around, readin a book

[adfalcon]

Henry saw Viktor reading a book Henry: are you fucking crazy? If sarge catches you, then you'll be fucked

[lynksys]

Stotl walked to the barracks and stood at the entryway. Stotl: Hey, time to clean up the range. Bring some shovels. He went next to his rack and opened up a large metal cabinet. Inside were several tools. Stotl grabbed a shovel and moved to the range.

[schectergitarrguyy]

Viktor: I think not he set down his book, grabbed a shovel an followed Stotl

[Hells Sniper]

Alexander continued to watch the perimeter.

[lynksys]

Stotl started shoveling empty brass casings into a pile once he arrived at the range.