Qatar's Military Boot Camp

[Qatar]

-pacing up and down the row of people- Welcome, cadets. My name is General Qatar, and for the next six months you will be training with me in order to have a more successful military. I will warn you though, this will not be easy, and I promise that NO ONE will make it out of this training completely unscathed. This first week will be dedicated to getting paper work finished and turned in, physical exams taken care of, and allowing you to get settled in. Next Monday, the REAL training begins. The packet you were given when you arrived contains a map of the facility, standard procedures, a short questionare and a few other things that need to be turned into me by the end of the week. But until then, feel free to approach me with any questions you may have regarding procedures and locations of buildings. You are all dismissed to go to your bunks and get settled in for the night.

[Spain]

*sits there and tries to read the map; but it's upside down* P: Hm. *flails hand* I have a question, I have a question, ve!

[Qatar]

-walks over- Yes, Cadet?

[Spain]

:D Will there be pasta, ve?

[Qatar]

We do have a variety of foods from around the world. Hopefully you will find something that appeals to your native tastes. No promises, though.

[Guest]

[standing at attention]
Wait.. Why is she acting as a superior to me?

[Qatar]

-siren going off- Aw shit, of all the frickin' times... AIR RAID! ALL DORM SUPERIORS ESCORT CADETS TO THE NEAREST UNDERGROUND SHELTER! -giving orders to random people regarding defense and counter attack-

[Spain]

D8 FWAHHH! *latches onto Germany*

[Guest]

((What is Germany's military rank, anyway?))
[points to a line of people filing into a shelter] Italy, follow them!
[quickly walks up to Qatar] Ma'am, how may I be of assistance here?

[Qatar]

-turns- Escort that lot back to the dorms and meet me at the hangar! -dashes off to hangar-

[Maria Beilschmidt]

(( Germany is a nation-tan so he's prolly pretty high up in rank xDD ))

[Spain]

*takes a look at the people, then decides he'd rather stay with Germany*

[Qatar]

(But Qatar is a country, too, so she's probably same rank, more or less.)

[Sicily]

Brother Italia! *runs after scared out of her wits*

[Qatar]

-jams a helmet on and loads ammo into a chopper gunner- Everyone, get to your choppers and follow through with attack pattern A-177!

[Sicily]

*jumps six feet in the air* what?? Battle ??!

[Guest]

[quickly files everyone into the bunker and runs to join Qatar]
What now?

[Qatar]

-tosses a helmet to Germany- Think fast and follow me! -jumps into chopper cockpit and starts turning on motor and such- I pray to God you have good aim.

[Guest]

[brash grin at his marksmanship being questioned]
No need to hope.
[straps his helmet on and hops in]
I'm a little nervous, but It's been FAR too long since there's been any action.
[[Germany starts to lose a bit of his self-restraint, being more comfortable in battle than in social interaction]]

[Qatar]

(lol I guttered that last description, sorry)

-helicopter taking off- Green Leader, checking in.

Random officer 1: Green 2, checking in.

Random officer 2: Green 3, checking in. Freindly Spy Planes picking up an Enemy Chopper 30 degrees east of Green Leader. Watch your back, General!

Qatar: On it. -steers accordingly-

[Guest]

[loading the side gun]
((You'll find many people here auto-gutter statements like that))

[Qatar]

(I have to be careful about what I say near my freinds otherwise everything I say will get turned into something perverted)

-spots enemy chopper off in the distance- You know where to aim and everything?

[Guest]

Does she think I'm an idiot?
Of course!

[Qatar]

Alright. Here we go! -turns towards American chopper and speaks into the mic- This is Green Leader, Target is within firing range. I'm heading in!

[Guest]

[Gets ready to begin assault]

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