CHAPTER 9
After a month of training, we were cruising. The entire company had jelled together, and we no longer displayed that nervous uncertainty of new recruits. Months’ worth of training simulations rammed into our heads made us confident, strong, and smart. Even Corporal Owens didn’t seem to hate us that much. He took an interest in the battlefield training scenarios but was happy to leave the minor details to Tazz, which suited us just fine. Under her stewardship, we were the best section in the platoon, probably even all of A-Company.
To reward our efforts, the powers-that-be decided to give us a weekend pass to blow off some steam after we completed our last round of assessments. To move past recruit status and into active duty, each section had to complete an obstacle course, fol
