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Dear Aaron, I haven't written a letter in a long time. I know it sucks only getting to talk to me the few times I get my hands on a phone but it's hard to find time to write. I'm currently bunkered down in a bombed out shot up old bunkhouse on some base we captured as I patiently wait for our orders to step off. Our vehicle took a missile so we're on the ground right now. Last I was told we should get a replacement soon from back on the boat and then we'll be stepping out to try and take this stupid island. Some of the things they can throw at us is just.. frightening. Not but an hour ago I watched an entire platoon of men get decimated by an aircraft that normally we would consider friendly. They have Cobra gunships from god only knows where, someone beyond my paygrade probably knows but all I know is that by the time we realized it wasn't friendly it had killed 20 men in front of my eyes. We got our asses completely handed to us and somehow I'm still here. I don't know how I survived the missile, the fucking vehicle exploded Aaron, seconds after I Jumped off the top. Somehow I'm alive but we still have a job to do today and I don't know if I'm going to see the end of it. I don't know if I can even get this letter to you. I'm going to leave it to one of the members of higher in the command tent and hope for the best. You'll have already heard from me before you get this letter I'm sure if I'm still alive, but if for some reason I'm not just know that in the end, all i can think about is you and us as a whole. I'm here to fight for you, to protect the nation we live in so that you never have to live in fear that everyone would die in front of you. I happily lay my life down if it means I fulfilled that duty. With all the love and thoughts in the world, Yours Forever, Jam

Aaron, We just finished our first real push into the country. Things got scary for a minute there, but luckily there was a lot of surrenders so blood didn't have to be shed in some places, but there was alot of resistance. Again, I can't go too into detail because I don't 100% know what is and isn't under secrecy, but just know that a lot of people who would of died didn't thanks to our corpsmen in the platoon. It's amazing to watch them react and I always show up to a tightly run collection point that has been taken good care of. We haven't received our next order yet, we're currently taking a short rest before we continue on, get our endurance back a bit, shovel some food into our mouths as quick as we can. Supplies haven't been bad at all, Uncle Sam has been keeping us stocked fairly well all things considering. I don't know when this letter will get shipped out yet so you may get a bunch in short bursts of time depending on how talkative I get. Can't annoy 1st Sergeant too much. Know I'm thinking of you with ever bullet I hear whiz by. I'm keeping my head down as best I can though, so don't worry too much. My position offers me a bit more protection since I get to follow the big brains around as they kick ass like master puppeteers. Give my love to the family. Hopefully this won't take too long and it will end as peaceful as possible. Much love, and stay safe. Sincerely, Jam P.S. One of these days your going to end up getting a jar of dirt from our beach landing. I managed to convince someone from HQ Staff to get it shipped out on the first mail flight we are offered.