Lieutenant Seth

The LT leaned back in his chair and sighed, rubbing his temples. A knock on the door broke his brief meditation episode. He gathered himself and leaned forward. 

"Enter." He said. 

The door opened and in walked Fuentes. Quickly closing the door behind him. "Yo, Vick...we gotta talk." he said. 

"Alright man, what's up?" Replied the LT. 

"Well first, good to see you're back." replied Fuentes. "I'll be honest I never thought I'd see you back after that day." 

"Didn't think I'd come back either." The LT responded. "Before we move forward, what the fuck is this about you getting a DUI Cameron?"

Fuentes winced slightly "Ah..you heard about that huh."

"Who do you think you're talking to" The LT scoffed. "I actually feel insulted, after all these years you didn't think I'd keep my ear to the ground and know what's going on with you guys." 

"Fair enough" chortled Fuentes "But for real, Vick what the fuck are we doing here?" he added, his tone shifting. "Like what the actual fuck, I get pulled doing shit in the Phillipeans and next thing I know I'm stuck in some JSOC unit with the most wack mission set and composition. Like dude" He paused briefly "What the *fuck* are we doing here?"

The LT sighed, leaning back in his chair. "That's a very good question, so let's start at the beginning. You're just as aware as I am how poorly this war's going for us" 

"Yeah, it makes fucking Afghanistan or Iraq look like shining victories, hell, why we're fighting this fucking war is its own question but one neither of us have the answer to." 

"True" responded the LT "And that's the crux as to why we're here, to see if we can turn shit around, the next key thing is Nike- ." 

"Yeah, about her." Fuentes said, cutting the LT off "What the fuck are we doing with her? Like why on earth are we fighting alongside an HFG? I thought only CAG fucked with them." 

"Very true, only CAG *did* fuck with them, but no longer." The LT replied stretching in his chair and adding "The HFG's with CAG were fucked pretty hard, as were a lot of the D-Boys with them. Operational tempo and mission set were too much it seems, so it's back to the drawing board as to how to properly utilize them." 

"Which is where we come in" Fuentes stated.

"Correct." The LT replied "Two ODA's, two AFSOC niggas, and a fucking Ranger, all mismashed up together to form the perfect unit for an HFG. That, alongside taking on missions that I've been told aren't as dangerous should increase both hers and our survivability." 

"Good segway into my next question, so Harris is a Ranger?" Fuentes replied quickly. 

"Yep, started out in the Maryland National Guard, did Ranger School there and did well enough to apparently to go active, go to RASP and come here." the LT replied. 

Fuentes whistled. "Fucking damn they waste no time do they." 

"Nope, Baldwin's story is also pretty interesting, but even more interesting if you hear it from him." The LT replied smiling slightly.

"Noted, and I guess you're still the same fucking gear queer, of course only a gear loving fag like you would have a fucking machinegun rhodie rig to hand out to somebody." Fuentes smirked. 

The LT looked Fuentes up and down quickly before replying "Says the nigga wearing G4's and salomons. Whatever you say, bigger fag" the LT chuckled, grinning broadly now. 

"Shit I missed this." Fuentes sighed. "Welp, this deployment's certainly gonna be something." 

"Indeed" 







"But some people seem to think we're doing a little *too* badly, even for an invasion of this Iran