"A week..." Enrique said looking at the trainees, "That'll be a trouble for some of these guys, most of em can make it. Might I ask what your plans for our 'survival' are within the next week?"

Enrique said pulling out another cigarette and lighting it, he tucked his lighter into his back pocket and his carton of cigs into his coat pocket. He looked at the back of Reggie's head, he figured it would be easy to just pull his pistol from its holster underneath his arm put it to the back of his head and just blow his brains out his forehead. He wouldnt do it of course but he could, it would be very easy, then the rifle team would spin around and he'd be off this earth quickly. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a small drag, he tapped his forefinger on the side of it and knocked off the ash.