Preparations For War Chapter 1
by Leo Sal

The sounds of tires crunching dead leaves and branches and gentle hum of the vehicles motor drown out any local animal sounds. The vehicle, a small, off-road jeep, slowly approaches a clearing in the forest area. As it stops, the passengers, two males and two females, exit the jeep. They gather near the rear of the jeep and begin to take out the boxes stacked there. One of the men,a large man with blonde dreadlocks and a wide mouth, picks up a long rifle. Closing one eye, he playfully points it at his companions.

"This is some nice stuff. I wonder were Rollie got it from?" He said rhetorically.

"Probably from that arms dealer he had that dealer with a couple of days ago." One of the women said. "And you know he doesn't like to be called Rollie."

"We all know he likes it!" He said."Besides, he's too stiff and strict. We gotta lightin' em up alittle!"

With that the four continued to unload their supplies until they came across a shiny silver box. It had a thick Masterlock on it and required a key to open.

"Let's open it." The man with the blond dreadlocks said.

"Let's not" The other, younger man said.

"Besides, how we gon' open it? We ain't got no key!" The woman from before said.

The smaller, younger man grabbed the rifle from earlier and aimed it at the lock. Closing one eye to concentrate better, he focused solely on the lock.

Then...

BLAM!

The lock dropped to the ground with a soft 'thud'.

The larger man flashed a wide, cheesy grin."Good Job, Tavarius!" He said to the smaller man, before running over to the box.

The other three also walked over to the box. One of them slowly lifted the lid. When they looked in...

"Aw, man! Just some knives! Stupid, useless knives!"

Just then, a beeping noise could be heard from the pocket of one of the females' pants.

"Yes,sir" She responded

"Yes.We're all her.Yes, Damnd did want to open the box.How'd you know!?O.K. sir. Yes we will. Okay sir.Good day sir." She clicked off the phone and returned it to her pocket.

"Well...whatdhesay!" The larger man said anxiously.

"He wanted to know if we made it hear. He also said to start setting up camp. The others will arrive with the trailers and stuff later. He said to clear this area: pick up branches, moves rocks, that sort of thing. Oh, and Damnd, he said to do 100 push-ups."

"What! Roxy, you f*cking suck-up." Damnd responded angrily."What did I do! Tavarius shot the damn thing!" He continued, piss mad at the woman.

"He said you're in charge and supposed to set an example." She said giggling.

Hours later...

Another green jeep arrived. This one only had three passengers, two dressed in the same green military camos and tanktops while the third wore brown and a red beret.He immediately hopped out when the vehicle came to a stop. Without a seconded wasted, the four early arrivals saluted their commander.

"Good job, soldiers." He said

"Rollie, Sir!" Damnd said to the commander,giggling alittle.

"What."

"Why did I have to do push-ups when the other three didn't have to?" He asked.

The commander quickly struck the man on his head with a long baton he was holding.

"Because you keep calling me Rollie. You are not allowed to show such disrespect for your commander. Address me as Commander,Rolento or Sir! Now drop and give me 100. That goes for all of you! Now!

With that, the soldiers began their punishment.