"Pa...rade... rest!" Optio Campbell yelled. The officers voice carried across the tarmac. He did not need the comms each legionnaire carried within their helmet to get his message across. Each of the men and women of the 4th fell into the ordered position as one. "Here we go.." Brutus thought as he started scrolling through his heads up display, looking for something to pass the painful time away. "Oh my god.. Romanian polka.. no fuckin' way..." he thought as he continued to scroll down through the different channels available to him.
As normal, he ended up queuing KTAM up for his easy listening pleasure. DJ Beck was re-rolling last nights show.. starting with Jenkins first request and dogging Brutus as he did so. "I have a feeling I'm about to start something here but who gives a fuck?! I'm hangin' with the 47th tonight and I gotta tell you.. these boys and girls have lost their minds. I don't know what it is with this bunch but I'm letting it wave to all you for your enjoyment!" the broadcaster panned as a funky beat started building in the background. "Oh my godddd!" the trooper thought.
Instantly he was interrupted with "MaxBrutus.. this one goes out to you.. Some hot chick with a dudes name called this one in on you...Leroy Jenkins just wanted you to know..." The voice trailed off as the music picked up...
"You can't touch this..
You can't touch this
You can't touch this..."
Brutus started rolling through the tunes he had loaded into his ego implant. Quickly he cut the list down to ten then five.. "Oh no she didn't..." the man thought as he cut the list once again. Tossing an IM to Beck, Brutus chuckled as he waited for "Crazy Bitch" to play.
"Fourth Delta.. present arms!" sounded across the platoon channel. Brutus snapped to attention as the Legion officers began their inspection, From one trooper to the next, the inspection continued down the line. Dragon stepped before Brutus and wasted no time taking the mans weapon from him. Turning the weapons port to face its owner, Dragon grabbed the rifles slide and dropped it back, ejecting a live round which bounced off Brutus chest plate The squad leader bellied up to the trooper and began chewing his ass out for having live ammo loaded during an inspection. One of the other NCOs stepped forward and placed a hand upon Dragons shoulder. What ever conversation occurred between the section leaders was done on a private channel, leaving only dead air for the rest of the platoon to listen to.
Shoving the weapon back, Dragon again stepped closer to the trooper.. Almost helmet to helmet, neither of the men moved for several moments. finally Brutus broadcasted "Sir, yes sir!" As the inspection continued, the collected NCOs moved down the line. The one which had interceded upon his behalf reached out and pulled the weapon away from the soldier and slung it over her shoulder. "Be a good boy and you can get this back later.." He did not need to look at the name printed upon the other soldiers armor to know that it would read "Jenkins".