We managed to get in a cab after like half an hour. Ran towards my brother's platoon to see him standing there waiting anxiously for us. That moment I knew my brother had grown up. To be honest, I've not been really a good brother. Now I just how to support him in whatever I can.
He managed to get his silver though he was quite a fat ass before he enlist. Now he got his 6 packs already.
My Brother who got the Iron Soldier in his platoon. I heard they have to go through quite a lot of weird stations.
Im proud of you my brother, Keep up your attitude and I look forward to seeing you wear that Red Beret.
On the side note, that night was the one of the few epic night well spent with friends.
Till then,
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