Short Story Sergeant Major David Caro

“Sergeant “Major” David Caro.” The woman sitting behind the desk reads, looking up from the file to eye the woman who placed it on her desk. She smiles, urgently motioning with her hand to continue reading.
“UNSC Marine Corps, Combat Engineer, top scores among his current, and past squad mates. Possess great leadership, and proficiency in the field.” She pauses, looking up again. “Sir, I’m not sure exactly what I’m supposed to be seeing here.”
“Try page four, then tell me what you see.”
Flipping to the fourth page, she begins scanning through the peer and performance evaluation. At first glance nothing pops out as unusual, but once she looked closer and began reading through the more in depth versions they all complained about the same thing.
He is complained and transferred so much because no one is willing to take him seriously, and follow his command.”
“Ah, I see…What would you like me to do Commander Bell?”
“Have the Major transferred Gomez, I believe we have the leader of our new specialized Fireteam.”

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, D.C lets his shoulders relax and blocks out the constant noise of death and carnage surrounding him. He focuses on the comforting weight of the rifle in his hands before opening his eyes and quickly ducking out of cover. One, two, three shots fired, three dinos dead. Don’t stop moving, duck to the left and slam the back of the rifle into a grunts shoulder, flip it back around, fire, don’t flinch at the blood that splatters or the bullets that flies past, taking out the rest of the Covie Recon Squad. Lower the rifle as Sweets radio’s