FOURTEEN – LISTENING POST (0400 HOURS)The 04:00 litany of sit-reps concluded moments ago; all units responded with single breaks in the static, thus assuring battalion CP that everyone was awake and all was secure.
Polack and LG still struggled with the mosquitoes that plagued them since their arrival the previous evening. Both soldiers remained cocooned in their poncho liners with only their eyes peeking through a slight gap in the material. They blocked out the incessant buzzing around their ears, passing it off as something beyond their control. Like tinnitus, the irritable sounds become accepted as part of the normal hearing process. Periodically, one of them would either spit or blow air through a nostril to dislodge an errant insect that made it through their defenses.
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