The rest of the platoon had already started filing out of their humvees as John made his way to the rear of the convoy.

“Alright everyone, in on me.” John made a circular motion with his arm, which signified the hand gesture for the “Rally” command. The rest of the men made their way to him and formed a semi-circle around him. Once he had everyone’s attention, John pulled out his map and laid it out on the hood of one of the humvees. 

“Right now we are here, just a couple of blocks from our objective at Fallbrook Street.” John traced his finger along the road on the map. “We need to move north and look for survivors at the refugee collection point at the intersection of Fallbrook Street and Elbrook Drive.”

John turned to face his squad leaders. “Sergeant Patrick and Sergeant Tyler. You two will take first and second squads north and set up a hasty checkpoint at the intersection. I will remain here with third squad and set up the TOC. Check in with me on the radio when you make it there. If you do not find any survivors within the first thirty minutes, check in with me again for further instruction.”

Both of the sergeants nodded their heads and responded with a half-hearted “Ooh-Ra.”

John chuckled. “And cut that false motivation shit out.”

“False motivation is still motivation, sir.” Sergeant Patrick countered.

"Yeah, Yeah. Just come back in one piece. Don’t make me come looking for you.”

“Semper Fi, sir”

The two squads started to move out in a tactical column formation, and John headed back to the lead vehicle to link back up with the others.