"Captain Peterson sir. This is Lance Corporal Caleb Jackson of the Canadian JTF2. i was told to report to you after visiting the bunk house. but seems as though my guide is now under military arrest would you be so kind as to point me in the right direction sir" he said into the radio. He Turned to the Specialist. "you chicken shit mother Fucker. im surprised you aint been shipped outa here already" he said pushing past his to get to the front gate to wait for the REAL captain