Whenever Mike was in battle, he
always made sure that his best mate Dave the Dray wasn’t too far away. As soon
as they’d gained some ground on the battlefield; Dave was always safely parked
behind the nearest bunker with the greatest protection possible. Mike would
always make sure that there wasn’t a scratch on Dave’s truck, commandeering the
whole squad where necessary to keep the shell shiny. And should they have the
need to fall back; Mike was the first to get the message to Dave and ensured
that the retreat point was known to him at all times. For Dave carried the very
best of supplies; the evening’s beer rations. Mike was never allowed to ride
with Dave; the urge to crack open a brew before Sarge’s permission was just too
tempting; but Dave always thanked Mike for keeping safe by letting him be the
first to cap off the day’s rations.
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