“Hey, Bill,” the Boss said as I trudged across the company street from the flight line, “come into the Orderly Room after you get human again.”Since getting human entailed divesting myself of armor, flight gear, survival gear, miscellaneous weaponry, scuffed leather boots and flight suit, taking a (cold) shower, then putting on a clean flight suit, specific weaponry, and *shined* boots, I figured that meant 1. I wasn’t in trouble, 2. neither was anybody in the First Platoon, and3. the Boss wasn’t in a hurry to impart the news, which only reinforced reasons 1. and 2.“Yessir? What’s up?” asked I.“You’re...
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