I walked in the base and found the sargent talking to command on the radio.
"Uh sargent?"
"Why hello there. And u are..?"
"Montana."
"A Free-Lancer huh? Nice to have u here!"
"Command sent me here to fill in for some of your soldiers?"
"Yes we lost a good soldier... and a dirt-bag. The dirt-bag was Grif."
"Uh-huh, well lets go get some blues!"
"Hell yeah!" Simmons,Donut,John and I went over to blue base and did some recon. We were spotted no-thanks to donut so we attached and I took out two of their guys and then was plumbed with a grenade. I awoke to find Donut dragging me into the base.
"Ugh, Sheila run diagnostic."
"Well Montana... Your shields are down,being dragged door a retard-"
"Sheila that disrespectful to Donut."
"And u armor isn't responding to u mind-control."
"Reboot armor system."
"Affirmative. System reboot... 10%... 20%... 50%... 83%...99%... System reboot successful. All systems are online and responding perfectly." I got up and thank Donut for bringing me back to base although it wasn't necessary.