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Post by danielholland on Nov 18, 2008 14:55:42 GMT -5
"Allright boys, get some hot food from the mess and sack in for the night. We leave at midday tomorrow."
Daniel and the squad of officers and troopers he was assigned to ate a real luxery: Hot steak, REAL steak from the deep-freezers in the basement of Mallard Tower and baked potatoes. Hot food in and of itself was a real treat, which only served to increase his worry about the mission.
'It's like we're being sent on a suicide run' were his last thoughts before dozing off on one of the couches in the church.
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