so you grab your shit and stumble out in to the early morning with the hills all soft and gray in the before the sun comes up light and across the fields with the dew wet on your legs and then to a 46 with its rotors just starting to turn , blowing soft dawn air into your face and you look up and see the pilots in their helmets looking at you and so you go around back , no rotor this time , and then up the ramp where your pallets are all tucked in , and then to a seat and you buckle in and you see mr. holden across from you buckling in , and then you look up to see the crew chief settling in and looking out the window and not at you , and then the gunney comes trucking up the ramp and hes got flack vests and helmets and an m-16 for you , and he hands you four magazines full off bullets and he says sign here and hands you a clipboard and you scribble your name on some sheet and then you hand it back and then you reach out and grab the rifle and set it carefully between your knees and watch the gunney scramble back down the ramp and off to the left .