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Themen - Jean Levi Biton

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[d20modern] - Expedition to Cocytus / Loyal to Humanity
« am: 08.06.2011, 14:16:20 »
13th of April 2011


- "Francois Juliet Seven-Three, Francois Juliet Seven-Three, this is Echo Seine Niner-Zero. Request granted for rendezvous at 36 degrees 70.8N, 68 degrees 80.0E. Read back for check. Over."
- "Echo Seine Niner-Zero, Echo Seine Niner-Zero, this is Francois Juliet Seven-Three. I read back: three six degrees seven zero decimal eight North, six eight degrees eight zero decimal zero East. Over."
 - "Francois Juliet Seven-Three, Francois Juliet Seven-Three, this is Echo Seine Niner-Zero. Correct. We await your arrival. Out."

Jean Levi put the microfon back and the radio on standby. He slightly nodded to his communications officer and tapped him on the shoulder as he headed for the wide open exit. His tent was one of the largest in camp Renfort close to the city of Kunduz, but nevertheless he had to share it with the radio station due to the lack of space and equipment. The commander stepped outside and left his officer behind to look after any incoming signal. The hot morning sun burned down mercilessly and Jean Levi had to put back on his sunglasses.

What a farce, Jean Levi thought. If this is, what his career had come to, he could as well sink into the dry and burning sand under his feet. His position in this post was as meaningless as the laughable picture of a proud and authoritarian soldier standing upright and strong before his men, projecting empty phrases of duty and assistance. Which was exactly the picture of Jean Levi at this point in his life. He removed his glasses in disgust and put them away. He would rather stare into bare sunlight than help supporting military clichés. It was only a matter of time, until he would be removed from his post and and sent to another untruthful mission. Right after his enlistment into the UN forces he had been despised of because of his supposedly lack of allegiance, held only as a figurehead for the morale of the soldiers engaging in the very little meaningful missions and supporting the people of Afghanistan, while he was exiled to a small communcations camp, only waiting for time to pass, living in dissatisfaction.

Who knows, he said to himself, maybe it is our new incoming guests, who finally end our misery and close this operation. Let the freedom commence.

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