curahee | joe toye
TOCCOA
Easy Company stood at attention for inspection. There was no way we would pass. Not with Sobel.
"You people are at the position of attention." Sobel shouts as he makes his way around the Company, stopping when he approaches me. "Private Y/l/n, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper?" Sobel asks me. "No, sir." I reply. "Then explain the creases at the bottom." He demands. "No excuse, sir." I reply. "Volunteering for the parachute infantry is one thing, Y/l/n. But you've got a long way to prove that you belong here. Your weekend pass is revoked." He scolds before walking to inspect someone else.
He got Luz for dirt in the rear sight aperture. Lipton for something on his chevron. Malarkey for rust on the butt plate hinge spring. And Liebgott for a rusty bayonet.
"I wouldn't take this rusty piece of shit to war. And i will not take you to war in your condition. Now thanks to these men... and woman, every man in the company who had a weekend pass has lost it. Change into your PT gear, we're running Curahee." Sobel orders.
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"I ain't going up that hill." Perconte groans. "I ain't either." I add. "Hey, Y/l/n, what are you thinking of? Blousing your pants." Wynn scoffs. "Shut up, Wynn. All right, he kicked everybody." Toye defends. "Yeah, well she should know better. Don't give him no excuses." Wynn continues. "Excuses? Why don't you come here, look at these trousers, get down and you tell me if there's a crease on it." I retort. "All right lets go. PT formation let's move! Move!" Lipton orders.
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As we walked down the path towards Curahee, another Company started to tease us. "Ah, Easy Company. Hey, while you're running, don't worry. We'll take your dates to the movies for ya." They tease. "Yeah, it's good. They need some female company." Liebgott retorts. We all pick up our pace and run after them, smacking the back of their heads.
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When we finished the run, we had to run it again. Only this time, in full gear. "Hey, Toye. I never thanked you for defending me back there. So, um... thank you." I smile as we change. "Oh, yeah. It's no problem. It really wasn't your fault. Popye can be sort of an ass sometimes." Toye laughs. "I'm glad we've got people like you in Easy Company. It makes up for people like Sobel." I giggle.
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