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we'll always keep fighting until we win. That's
why the Rebels have got to win. We have to. We
can't even think about defeat. We're the last known
barrier against total, worldwide anarchy. If we
fall, the whole damn world falls with us."
Chapter Two
Linda was rolled out of her sleeping bag in the
middle of the night by Jersey. "Up and at "em,
Medic. Coffee's ready in the general's
quarters."
"What
time
is it?"
"Three o'clock. Time's a-wastin", so let's go."
She grinned down at the woman in the dim light
provided by starlight. "You'll get used
to it-believe me."
Linda sat up and groaned, fumbling for her
boots. She was accustomed to wearing sandals most of the
time, not heavy combat boots. "What's the rush?
Is it breakfast yet?"
Jersey laughed softly. "Cold rations and hot
coffee when we're pulling out, Linda. Don't
worry, you won't be able to see what you're eating,
so it'll taste all right. It's when you
can
see it that it gets rough."
After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Linda
felt like she might make it, and the walk to Ben's
quarters completed the wake-up process.
The entire team was assembled there, standing around the
coffeepot. Beth grinned at her. "I risked
life and limb saving you a cup, Linda. You'd
better grab it before we're both attacked."
She gripped the camp mug and sipped at the
strong brew, lifting her eyes to Ben. Since she
had first laid eyes on him, several days back,
he'd never seemed to change, always looking calm and
collected and ready to tackle any situation.
"Welcome aboard, Linda," Ben said.
"Thank you."
"Jersey, did you check her out with the M-16?"
"She ... ah, did her best" Linda interjected,
saving Jersey the explanation. "But I'm afraid
I'm not very good."
"It'll come to you. Don't try to push it. When we
bivouac this afternoon, I'll take you out and go through the
steps with the weapon."
Jersey rolled her eyes and said a silent prayer
for the general's safety.