Life

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 I and Zion grab food rations from the Food butler 5k machine and go to take a seat.  I and commander are good friends he knew me since I was 7, I'm 19 now everyone thinks of me as a kid since the way I talk is childish but sometimes I just don't feel like talking, it isn't my cup of military tea. "We will be raiding The Wones for more ammo and some gun parts such as silencers and some scopes in three days," Zion says to me. "I know, I mean I'm going with the team anyways." I paused "Doesn't your gun use 5.56m ammo anyways?" "It does" he say's "Then why are you coming along? Almost all of The Wones use 7.62m and 1.45cp ammo, you won't find any loot y'know.'' "You're right but like you say I am a "Commander"." Using his fingers to emphasize the quotes.   I sigh and get out of my seat to throw away my food rations and Zion follows. We head to the courtyard to start our daily training which consists of 10 rounds of 20 push-ups than weight lifting 120 sit-ups, gun training with handguns and sniper training, and to top it off 50 pull-ups.    When I first came here I thought these exercises were torture, I was seven and a bit malnutrition so when I heard we had to do this daily I cried inside but now its easy work I've been doing these exercises so long that it's almost impossible to say these workouts are too hard.  Back to the day of the living, me and Zion, starts to head to the weaponry for our vest and close combat knives as we are required to have our guns on us we don't need to get a gun out of the weaponry as we only get the ammo for our guns and some extra mags just in case, we pick up all the things we need and head out to patrol the base......
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