"Here you are captain,” yelled the beautiful young sergeant over the roar of the jeep engine, "MASH 88224, about 10 miles from the front, sort of."
"It looks more like a mud hole if you ask me!" I replied seeing the deplorable state that the camp was in. "Miss Hill, I know that you have been the Staff Sergeant here for almost a year now but I think we are going to make some changes around here."
"Well Captain, I'm just glad we have a CO again." she retorted, shutting down the jeep engine. Sergeant Hill then stepped out of the jeep and walked around to open my door. As she walked towards me I could see her ample tits jiggling under her tight fitting fatigues. "Your predecessor was taken out by a sniper a couple of weeks ago,” she explained as she opened my door. "Then the monsoon hit and the camp was drenched by a downpour. You can't count on drafted doctors to keep everything orderly and so the camp simply fell apart."
"Well I think it's about time the 'party' ended. Major General Damieon-Scott wants this unit up and ready to receive casualties by next week at the very least so we have a lot to do." I said, studying the perfect figure of my young staff sergeant. "Which way to my office Miss Hill?"
"This way captain, follow me." I followed behind her, watching her ass move back and forth as she strode through the camp. "Here is your office sir," she started "what should we do first?"