***Holodeck 1*** Michael lifted his head out of the dirt, he was dazed and bruised. For a brief second he did not know where he was until he saw the rocks next to him. He looked up to the height that he had just fallen from, it was a good twenty meters and had the safety protocols not been on Michael would have been seriously hurt if not worse. But as in stood he was very bruised with some cuts and scrapes over his face. As he was contemplating his next move, a large number of explosions started to erupt. Michael watched from his lying position to see a large group dash across the open ground using the cover from the explosions while two men lay down covering fire. {Wow, Smart move,} thought Michael as he watched. Lucky for him that the group did not seem to notice him or if they had they did not seem to care. {What to do? If I fire on them they’ll take he out.} Michael grabbed his rifle which was lying a short distance away. Michaels had come up with a plan and it was simple. With everybody’s attention being diverted he might be able to sneak up to the Blue team’s base and cause some trouble. It may not have been a good plan or indeed a well thought out plan but it was very simple. Michael started crawling though the sand in the direction of the base. By now his face, hair and uniform were completely yellow which made him blend in with the floor, coupled with the face that it was dark and he was crawling, it would be very hard for anyone to spot him unless he made a very stupid mistake. Although Michael had been in the ship less than twenty four hours and he had already mad a big mistake, he thought back to the ball. {Why would she like a cadet, you fool.} After a few minutes of crawling Michael started to hear voices in the distance, which was very unexpected. He could still hear the fire fight ragging on behind him so the questions was, who many did they leave behind to cover the rear. Michael pushed a pile up sand in front of his face and rested his rifle on it, he could not see very far so if a figure appeared they would have to be right on top of him. {Shame I did not find those night vision goggles.} He estimated that there was a four men around fifty meters in front of him. Although he could only hear three voices Michael guess there would be three because that would make up a fire team. From the sounds of it they were laughing and joking, {Must be in a Fox Hole, possibly RB.} It was standard operating procedure to having a fire team doing rare guard when your platoon advances quick so that you do not get flanked and attacked from the rear, It was unlikely that they had been given the green light to talk and joke away. It was thanks to this that Michael did not crawl into there fox hole like somebody wanting to borrow a cup of sugar. ***Eng Log*** Cadet Michael McKnight ODA assistant Commander USS Chimera _________________________________________________________________ It's fast, it's easy and it's free. Get MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger