The seargent were eyeing Sheik closely, as he took a deep breath. He had a huge blood vein on his forehead that were pulsating intensely
"Father, come in! Father!" the seargents head turned to the radio "damnit! I have no time for kids now. Get outa my way!" the seargent said as he pushed Sheik away, and made haste towards the radio.
"Yes, go ahead my son" the seargent spoke.
"I'm in a yellow volkswagon, and I'm heading to pick you up now. I'll be there in thirty minutes. I have some friends walking" the radio replied. "Get your asses togheter people! Listen up, new guys! I want you sec-" the radio came to life once again "Father! Father for the love of god, father!" the voice sounded terrified
"This is father - what's on your mind, son?" the seargent said unnerving. "I'm sitting here in my green Nissan. I've got some toys flying! I'll be there in twenty minutes! I repeat! Toys flying! Twenty minutes!"
"Holy mother of fuck!" one of the women replied "They've got missiles!" she ran towards one of the tents. "what the fuck are we going to do, sarge? Give us the damn plan!" one of the soldiers shouted "Calm down, dude! Jesus christ!" another soldier interveined. The sergeant turned to the protagonists "Second in command! now!" he shouted at them. "oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" the only non-soldier were lying on the ground twitching in fear. "Sarge! Don't fuck around with the newcomers! They couldn't hurt a bug!" another soldier jumped in. "No I shall not calm down, damn you! We need a plan, and that now!" "We're going to die, damn it! I damn the day I joined this squad!" "can someone help me out with this rigging? Stop jabbering and get to work!" "Sarge! We need the plan!" "Newcomers! Second - in - command!"
the shouts were everywhere. It was nearly impossible to make out who they came from. Everyone seemed to have something on their mind at all times