1LT Gavin Barr:
"Fucking CID." Gavin said in agreement. More than once they had been up his ass about his 'supply requests' for his team.
Gavin pulled out his map. It was Gavin's ability to successfully use his map that separated him from the lower forms of life found on the battlefield - REMFs, combat arms primates in infantry and armor, along with shitbag officers in all branches.
"Stick around the TOC for the next few hours. You'll want lots of people to see you there. I'll call in an 'eyes on' fire mission at this location," Gavin pointed to Six White's location the map. "FDC will record my call for fire in the log and 3-19 will deliver rounds on target. There will be a few more 'eyes on' calls with FDC to prearrange on-call fires here, here, and here." Gavin said, pointing to locations around Six Blue. "As far as anyone knows, you've had me out spotting and pre-arranging fires for 3-19 for the last few hours. These are already on file at two two one's FDC. But pissing away my time to go out and reconfirm them because you don't trust another FDC's log is exactly the level of dickishness everyone has come to expect from you; it shouldn't raise any eyebrows."
Barr's map was marked up with fire mission coordinates at those locations already. Calling them in while being somewhere else would be easy.
"Have those rounds ready in a truck, trailer, or a fucking horse cart if that's what it takes. I'll be back soon."
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There's a smudge on your map, Lieutenant" Maj Wilson said, pointing to the town he had alluded to earlier. His eyes were buring with boundless possibilities as he intently gaved at the man that would deliver him from all his suffering. He scratched at the map, looking at Barr's face the whole time. "There, that's got it."
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You better get on the spotting mission then, Lieutenant" Wilson said standing but still hovering over the FSO. When Barr stood, Chris Wilson was almost nose to nose with him. It allowed him to speak in a whisper and still be heard. "
Bring back that fucktard's necklace, huh old pal? You know, just so I know the deed was done."
The Major took a couple of steps forward, with his hands behind his back doing his best impression of a DC paper tiger general. In his mind, it probably made him look regal, although to Barr, it looked like somethinng else.
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You'll get your fire support when your mission is done, Lieutenant" the Major boomed in a loud voice for any passerby to hear. "
The whole US Army is behind you."
With a snap to attention and a salute, the sickening display was almost over. The 3-19 FA CO put his hands back behind his back, and smiled like a certain mamaml that ate a certain dinosaur descendant.
OOC:
Updated map...yesterday, when I should have posted the fucking turn. Sorry, mate. If I screw the pooch again just tell me in a PM or even OOC to pull my head out. OK tough guy, I need an AVG:RCN, a route of march(can be just general directions...I don't want you to have a seizure trying to translate the directions), and ten push ups, and the three of those things can be in any order you see fit. :)