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“Ahlright men, ahs yah may know, we are at war!” “Holy shit, I never would have guessed.” Sarge had been giggling to himself all week about this meeting. Something about it being so genius that the blues wouldn’t know what to do with themselves. He continuously patted himself on the back for it, with Simmons backing up his constant self-confidence boosters. He didn’t even know what the plan was. Sarge had done a shockingly good job at hiding it. Now here they were, outside and listening to their superior talk. Grif had only been half paying attention, throwing in a smart ass comment here and there as was