CHERRY LIFTED A WHISTLE to her lips and blew it so hard her ears rang.
“Exercise over. Get in line!”
The troops shuffled slowly to their positions in the training yard. Some didn’t even seem sure of where the line was.
“MOVE IT!”
Cherry’s missing arm was itching, which was doing nothing to improve her mood. She didn’t think she’d ever seen such a bunch of useless recruits. If they weren’t dropping their weapons they were bumping into each other, and if they weren’t bumping into each other they were screwing around when they thought she wasn’t watching.
Dammit! Where was Aubriot?
His subordinate officer’s face had been a picture when Cherry had turned up unannounced that morning. Then the woman had tried to make up excuses for her CO, stuttering out some lame excuses for Aubriot’s abs
