Re: Hoff - January 4, 3023
After a bit of R&R, the long dreaded moment arrived with Johan calling a meeting for everyone in the company. Johan showed up so late that even the perpetual stragglers had time to join the rest of the group. Rumors were now being spread that their CO might have had met some (un)fortunate fate on his way to the meeting, just as he entered the room...with another armload of paper. As he was stepping past one of the air cavalry pilots, Johan steps onto a...what could only be described as a land mine of sticky chewing gun. It exploded and grabbed such a firm grip on his shoe that he had was unable to wiggle free. Unable to put down his papers, he was forced leave the shoe behind and hobble his way to the front. Many in the company found it hard to stop smiling, even as he turned around with a fierce expression.
"Who the hell did that? Who the f*** did that? Tell me right now! Right now!" Blueblood's red-blooded face showed that he was just about to blow his lid. There was the occasional snicker escaping from the covered mouths of the people in the company. After a few futile minutes of continued yelling and recovering his dignity, Johan finally calmed himself down a bit. He began to put up a few organization charts, which looked little like the 6th Recon Company as everyone knew it to be.
At the very top was Johan leading Camille, Thanos and Cade in the Wild Stallions Lance, followed by Adam leading Amos, Svend and Oliver in the Dancing Horses Lance and then Sandra leading Devlin, Caitlin and Marcus in the Dark Horse Lance. "Against my own better judgment, the brass has seen it fit to try to promote some of you into more responsible positions. Effective immediately, the 6th Recon Company has been reorganized as shown in this chart. There will be no complaints about any of these assignments, as they reflect the best and most efficient deployment of force based on hard facts and data which I was able to compile. These force adjustments will create more diversified lances capable of meeting more varied kinds of threats and of deploying more types of tactics." He paused here, as if it were some kind of applause line...or simply to be congratulated by...by himself...internally.
Suddenly, someone to the right politely clapped. Everyone turned to see Patrick Flanagan doing the clapping. He looked around sheepishly...then turned towards the back and winked before stopping.
Coughing a bit to regain the group's attention, Johan breathed in and out deeply to calm himself again, and then continued. "They will, in fact, better serve the 6th Recon Company as we move into the next phase of our operations, which will be discussed in greater deal at 0800 tomorrow morning. In the meantime, I would like the lance commanders and their NCO's to stay behind to talk a bit about the logistics support a bit. The rest of you are dismissed until then."