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    Marine Corps Stories: 4GAT321

    Marine Corps Stories: 4GAT321

    “Coriolanus is underappreciated,” Dylan McCole said. “How could you say that?” Merrin Vault retorted. “It’s clearly one of his worst. There’s hardly a soliloquy to speak of to address the inner turmoil of the character.”
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    Published 7 days ago
    Marine Corps Stories: The Drone Plan

    Marine Corps Stories: The Drone Plan

    The spinning blades of the drone whirred with intensity. The cerulean brilliance of the morning sky was only enhanced by the presence of some small, pure-whte cumulus clouds. Each of the blades reflected the sunlight as the device raised up from the ground. Anyone looking up at the Yuma Marine Corps Air Base in Arizona couldn’t help but see the drone.
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    Published 8 days ago
    Marine Corps Stories: They Know

    Marine Corps Stories: They Know

    Colonel McCarthy Beal sat down as the scant amount of onlookers seated themselves as well. “First Lieutenant Claire Howard, I understand you have been in the brig for six and a half months. Is that right?”
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    Published 11 days ago
    Marine Corps Stories: Life on a Boat

    Marine Corps Stories: Life on a Boat

    I shouldn’t be in this shithole. They have the nerve to say this is the place of dreams. I don’t know about all that. I just want to pilot my boat, meet my girl, and sail to Aruba and get away from it all.
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    Published 11 days ago
    Marine Corps Stories: Perfect for Cleaning

    Marine Corps Stories: Perfect for Cleaning

    Vinegar and lemon juice both squeezed into the thirty ounce bottle. The one who had ordered both of these liquids together stood with his hands on his hips and legs spread apart. Gloves covered his hands and a smirk curled around his mouth. He paced. Then he stopped.
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    Published 24 days ago
    Marine Corps Stories: Speaker, Play

    Marine Corps Stories: Speaker, Play

    Rap music blared from a nearby wireless speaker, as junior Marines physically trained in the Yuma, Arizona sun. Fifty-five year-old Major General Patrick “Firebrand” O’Hannigan walked towards some of the enlisted Marines with brisk, certain steps. His two stars sparkled on the collars of his camouflage blouse. His uniform was as impeccable as he'd intended when he awoke at zero dark-thirty to prepare it. The rolled sleeves, crisp, clean and perfectly symmetrical, encircled and drew attention to his muscular biceps. In keeping with regulations, he'd left tiny red hairs visible below his cover, still poking through his white scalp. Unlike a baseball cap, the self-respecting Marine's cover had to be canted slightly forward, to block the sun and to improve the edginess of the overall appearance.