"Fourteen and one blank file Sergeant!"

That brings us up to forty-one men. Not bad, for a platoon that's only supposed to have thirty-nine. The fact that the file on my left has a tree instead of a soldier might have something to with it.

Well well, platoon six. Haven't seen you guys since...breakfast, at least. Oh that's right, you guys left in the opposite direction two hours ago. One of us must be really lost.

Hi, how are you? Don't forget we have a game on Saturday.

Assuming we don't have to stay in camp and clean rifles.