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Humans are malleable with the right amount of abuse. The right amount, too much and pop, to little and nothing.

Sergeant First Class Robertson prides himself on knowing when the right amount of abuse has been reached. He has a stern face. He’s divorced. His red rimmed eyes are always angry.

Many people wish him dead.

The doctor says he’s in better shape than a man his age has any right to be.

“You’ll probably live forever Robertson.”

“Won’t Christ be disappointed, Captain Peter?”


They chuckle.

The private wielded bayonet twists and no Christ won’t be disappointed after all.

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