Of course, being a man of relative authority, his father was once a military veteran, one of authority which led him to a higher rank, despite his unfamiliarity to it all. Of course, he was just a medic, but a field medic’s job was dangerous…
The camp was wide and huge, and looking out of the entrance, was a dirt road leading towards the city of the Federation.
Of course, that he had been posted to a towering tentage further in, of orange banners. Several people were there, mostly all fresh recruits and conscripts, talking about anything under the sun.
The fresh air assaults Jeremy’s lungs, the cooling crisp air of autumn breathing new life into him. Refreshing, if it wasnt that they were about to go into a war.
Of course, being assigned to the orange tentage, with several others there waiting.
And of course… the three will meet. Just outside of the tentage.