I didn’t like that me and my sister were forced to join the army, but we had no choice. All the men had died, and the teenage-boys sent out by necessity were M.I.A. after an avalanche in these very mountains. Now it had gotten to the wemon having to join, but I had no idea if we would be able to beat the Beach Mafia. My sister and all the razrs full of dispatched women came to a stop. We had finally made it to Cuale River Base, where we’d have to skip past training and get straight to shooting RPG’s at the beach at an attempt of a surprise attack. This already didn’t sound good.