Some things never change...

Just came back from a 4D3N exercise. I don't sound tired because I was attached to the MORTAR team which didn't have to walk but instead took a 1.5 tonner since they have this bulky things that needed to be pulled around. We were always behind enemy line, I didn't get to see the main body at all. All activtes of the MORTAR team was hidden behind enemy line. It wasn't a bad experience at all like some described to me. They were a friendly bunch. Besides I don't have to walk the tiring night walk so I was spared some physical exhaustion that haunts my fellow comrades when they arrived back to camp.

The tired faces spelled shaggedness but still I could see hints of relief as we were one step closer to our final mission, that is ATEC in February. 1 more war to fight till I ORD. When I stepped into the medical centre to greet my fellow medics that were shagged to their core, I suddenly sense the feeling, the segregation as usual that is the BCS. With the existence of the new medics, somehow our bonds were broken even further. Thank goodness I was going to ORD soon.