The dawn of a new day. Captain James sat at his desk, sipping on coffee. For once, this was a good cup. A shipment sent from back home, from his family in New York City. He missed coffee this good. James let the coffee go a little colder than he had liked it to, but that didn't stop him drinking the rest. The paperwork in front of him the cause, as he needed to fill in certain reports, and documents to the higher brass. Once James was done, he got up from his desk, heading to the entrance of the tent, that housed the officer, and other commanders. James always liked to see the new day in, 

Life buzzed on the base, sure people slept, but there always needed to be some awake, to make sure the enemy didn't surprise attack, but right now, there was PT drills, and other general duties to be done.