July 4th 2012
Australia, QLD
Australian Defense Force transport vehicle
9th battalion, Foxtrot squad
A military truck carrying 4 passengers, 200km from nearest city or town
Alex Jordan, Call-sign: “Ghost”
Ever since the truck had embarked on its long journey, nobody had said a word aside from the odd complaint about the heat. It was silent. One of the troopers, code named Zed, decides to break the silence; “So when do you think we are going to get to outpost Echo, Ghost?”
“In around 5 to 6 hours, so you better get settled in.”
Shrugging, Zed leans against the tarp wall of the truck and falls asleep, while I check my weapon to pass the time. Eventually I fall asleep as well until a sudden loud pop is heard and the truck grinds to a halt. One of the back tires had popped so the squad and I got out and decided to stretch our legs.
“Hey, Sarge, I've got to take a piss. If I get eaten by a giant spider, send my remains to Canberra.”
“Was that supposed to be humorous, Ghost?” Asks Sargent Seaford.
“Maybe.” I say.
“Well, don’t take too long. We've got to keep moving, and Jake has nearly finished putting on the new tyre.”
“Alright Sarge.” I say as I head towards some secluded bushes where I can piss in peace.
I vault over a fallen trunk and pass through some bushes to find a massive crater. I slide down into the crater to explore it, like any sane person would do. I reach the bottom. There are chunks of rock strewn about everywhere and some are glowing. So of course, like any sane person, I pick up one of the glowing rocks to take a closer look at it.
After about 10 minutes of getting back up the crater, I go back to the truck and show the squad what I found and where the crater is. They don't take any rocks, but instead take a couple pictures. We then continue on our merry way towards outpost Echo. We all clamber in the back of the truck and continue off on our journey.
After about 20 kilometers of nothing but trees and shrubs, I doze off for the rest of the journey...