You round the last corner and spot your cabin door ahead. It's been a huge first day and all you want to do is sleep. Your mind is already processing the tasks you want to get started on in the morning, but you firmly shut your thoughts down. You can deal with it in the morning.
Just as you open your door, you hear a familiar, booming voice coming up behind you.
"Hey, Nubes."
You turn. Karim is striding up, his expression intense.
"We just got new orders. There's indication of an outbreak on the edge of Free Lhasa, and we have to get down there to check the spread of the disease."
It takes you a moment to process his words.
"We're doing another drop?"
"In six hours," he says. "Tell your sergeant to have the platoon ready to drop by zero-four-hundred and get yourself to Drop Command by zero-three hundred."
You glance through the door into your cabin. To the bunk which you just want to crawl into.
"So much for sleep," you say.
"We can sleep when we're dead," he says, giving you a clap on the shoulder before striding off.
You step into your cabin, already starting to go through the checklist of drop preparations.
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