As Jack sits strapped into his seat on the way down to Jiangxi he thinks to himself, "What have i gotten myself into? as the ship rumbles down, he watches the atmosphere slowly clear into a vision of nightmare, broken landscape, fire, smoldering ash and a desolate wasteland. Jake is nervous, but not unprepared, he thought to himself, "I've been in worse" or so he tried to tell himself. the ride down was fairly quiet, the only sound was the hum of the engines, he checks his bag, 3 clips of ammo for his choice of weapon, the VLR Compact CQ rifle. 2 clips for his pistol, some food, anti-rads, and a few other things. he digs deeper, and finds his combat knife. Smaller than the standard issue, but better balanced. "better keep this close" Jack thinks before tying up his bag. He sits with his eyes closed, waiting to hear the landing props come down for landing, maybe another recruit will speak up, break the silence.. maybe not. Either way, Jack thinks, I'm making it to that airfield, Alive... whether I'm alone or not.
