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           Notonlythat,everyoneelseonthebasewithtimeontheirhandswouldbegatheredaroundthefieldtowatch.Icouldn’thaveaskedforabetterchancetosneakoutofthebase.ConsideringhowtiredI’dbeaftertraining,itwastheonlychanceIwaslikelytoget.

           IfIhurtmyself,thatwouldprobablydoit.Theywouldn’tsendawoundedsoldiertoPT.IneededaninjurythatlookedbadenoughtogetmeoutofPT,butnothingsobaditwouldlaymeup.Amanwithevenashallowscalpwoundwouldgushbloodlikeastuckpig.ItwasoneofthefirstthingstheytaughtusinFirstAid.Atthetime,IwonderedwhatgoodfirstaidoranythingelsewoulddoafteraMimicjavelinhadslicedoffyourheadandsentitflyingthroughtheair,butIguessyouneverknowwhenalittlepieceofknowledgewillcomeinhandy.Ihadtogetstartedquick.

           Fuck!Ihadawholedaytorepeat,butIdidn’thaveenoughtimewhenIneededit.Thatblockheadedsergeantwasonhisway.Move!Move!

           "What’sallthatnoisedownthere?"Yonabaruaskedcasually.

           "Igottaheadoutforaminute."

           "Headout?Hey!Ineedyoursignature!"

           Idoveintothespacebetweenthebunkswithoutevenbotheringtotiemyshoes.Concreteslappingundermyfeet,Iturnedjustbeforehittingtheposterofthegirlintheswimsuit.Idartedpasttheguywiththepornomaglyingonhisbed.

           Iwasn’theadedanywhereinparticular.RightthenmytopprioritywasmakingsureIdidn’trunintoFerrell.