William sat in the commander's seat of his Tortoise A39,
His whole crew was getting restless from another day of practice.
The American commander in chief was always attending to the "cooking lessons"
Based on his personality, there was no way he would spend upwards of five hours a day on cooking lessons.
That had to be a codename for something... but what?
*KABANG!
The 32-Pounder breech flew backwards, the shell casing getting thrown out.
It yanked him from his thoughts.
At least for a bit,
What time was it?
He checked his A11 Service watch.
8:30?
Geez, it was late.
But the echoes of distant cannon fire from the main shooting range rang out in the distance,
Who could be practicing this late?
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