Firebrand
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Darren on the other hand didn't seem to have any problems with the idea of a superior officer being wrong about things. It just seemed natural to him, whenever he thought about it. After all, most Officers are just humans and humans make mistakes. And they damn well can't be omnipotent. In a way it was reassuring: It made him sure that a good officer would recognize this and would lead appropriately, meaning the whole "What if an officer is wrong once" problem never came up to him.
Of course, he was a country boy who learned how to fight and shoot before he joined the military and all. And he'd learned how to navigate bush back home like this! Unlike the XO and Sayoko, Darren had a more... stealthy approach to traversing the jungle. He took it slow at first, moving slow and steady as he did his best to follow the animal trails. If the trail was too low for a standard sized person to walk through, he'd get down on his knees and crawl through, shotgun and pistol ready if he got into trouble. All the while as he followed the trails, he kept his senses sharp so that nothing bushwhacked him.
Darren on the other hand didn't seem to have any problems with the idea of a superior officer being wrong about things. It just seemed natural to him, whenever he thought about it. After all, most Officers are just humans and humans make mistakes. And they damn well can't be omnipotent. In a way it was reassuring: It made him sure that a good officer would recognize this and would lead appropriately, meaning the whole "What if an officer is wrong once" problem never came up to him.
Of course, he was a country boy who learned how to fight and shoot before he joined the military and all. And he'd learned how to navigate bush back home like this! Unlike the XO and Sayoko, Darren had a more... stealthy approach to traversing the jungle. He took it slow at first, moving slow and steady as he did his best to follow the animal trails. If the trail was too low for a standard sized person to walk through, he'd get down on his knees and crawl through, shotgun and pistol ready if he got into trouble. All the while as he followed the trails, he kept his senses sharp so that nothing bushwhacked him.