"What?" I saw buildings up ahead."Didn't you see the sign?" What sign?"We rolled into a little town that had a total of five or six streets."Welcome t... Zanesville," she said, laughing. "Population six hundred and two."Zanesville, Indiana is about two miles east of I-69, which goes north ... and east, damn it ... to Fort Wayne. But from Fort Wayne, Highway 30 takes you to Gary. Gary is, for all intents and purposes, a far flung suburb of Chicago. Everything within a hundred miles of Chicago is. After all, he couldn’t stay a Private forever. Promotions do happen, whether they’re sought or not. Unfortunately, promotions – at least after a point – usually mean being put in charge of men.The Lieutenant, though, had some kind of strange telepathy. When Bork made Corporal and was put in charge of a fire team, Lieutenant Anderson had somehow known Bork wasn’t comfortable with being in charge of the men so he pulled Bork aside. The ensuing talk had taken about four hours, at least eight beers. Eric and I enjoyed our drinks, punctuated by occasional trips to the pool with them to sun ourselves, before returning again each time to the luxury of our shady retreat to cool off. Right from the outset, it appeared that our neighbors were not having a very good time. The guy seemed especially agitated, which was quite evident from his body language and constant lecturing of the girl regarding something that he was unhappy about. The woman on the other hand seemed withdrawn and. Because of this structural peculiarity, the first wave had left twenty minutes ago, allowing time for the ship to maneuver. The first wave had entered through a maintenance shaft at the top of the structure. Their job was to clear the facility of any opposition and open the front door.The first report was that facility was so lax that two-thirds of the security was on automatic and a good chunk of it did not function. Qi entered the facility's berthing bay at the back of the squad of ten..