China, 2016 [Ramster & Ket]
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				Title: <strong>China, 2016 [Ramster &amp; Ket]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ket</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 07:34:54</strong>
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				Sgt. Meng stepped off the plane in Nanjing, not expecting the chilly breeze that blew tiny wisps of her black hair out from underneath her helmet. She stretched her entire body, her muscles relaxing after being cramped into her tiny seat in the large cargo plan for the past fifteen hours. She had tried to sleep on the plane and managed to grab a couple of hours, but most of the flight was spent attempting to get herself into a comfortable position as the plane bounced around in the air. The sound of the engines still buzzed in her ears. <br><br>This was Hannah’s (http://x8b.xanga.com/706f263bc6532235964824/z186234444.jpg) first deployment. She had joined the Army in 2012 at the age of 20, just as the last forces were returning from Iraq. Her family had wanted her to continue in college, but it was just unaffordable, so Hannah joined the Army to help pay for the rest of her education. She figured she’d do her four years and get out, spending just enough time in to gain her college benefits. She hadn’t expected to enjoy being a soldier as much as she did, and definitely had never imagined that sniping would become her dream job. She had just signed the paperwork to re-enlist when all hell broke loose between North and South Korea. <br><br>A man was running across the tarmac towards Hannah, and when he reached her she noticed the bars on is collar and quickly snapped to attention with a salute. The man returned the salute and then extended his hand for a handshake. “Sgt. Meng, I’m Capt. Williams, welcome to China. Command wants you on your post asap, so most of the pencil pushing crap has already been done. You have your orders?” <br><br>“Yes, Sir,” Hannah replied, walking briskly behind the man as he led her toward the terminal and grabbing a folder out of her backpack. She handed a stapled bunch of paperwork to the captain and then followed him into the building. <br><br>Captain Williams glanced over the paperwork and then handed her another set of orders from his pocket. “Good, good. Here’s your new orders. You’ll meet your team member shortly, and from there transport will drive you both to a location that’s already been scouted.” He dropped her orders on a large desk as he passed by and kept walking. “Follow me.”<br><br>Hannah wasn’t too enthused about meeting her new team member just before she went on a mission. Sniping wasn’t exactly a walk in the park, and she silently prayed that she’d mesh well with whomever the army had picked. She followed Captain Williams through a maze of hallways that led to a large open room. “Have a seat, Sgt, you’re new team member should be here shortly. I’ll return in a few minutes.”<br><br>She was relieved to find the room was set up somewhat like a lounge and immediately dropped her bag to the floor and slumped down into an overstuffed armchair. The pillowy softness of the cushions were a great relief to her tired body and Hannah closed her eyes to catch a cat nap while she waited on the Captain to return.<br>
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