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"Name?"
"Jenna Denning, Sergeant."
"Date of birth?" (Keep in mind CoD4 ended in 2011, and MW2 starts in 2015/2016.)
"Oh five, two six, one ninety-nine seven."
"You sure about this, miss?" the recruiter asks, looking up from his computer. Jenna stares down at him, eyes ablaze with determination.
"Never more sure than anything in my life, Sergeant," she replies crisply. He nods, and smiles, offering his hand. The Option 40 contract lay on the desk.
"Welcome to the United States Army, Ms. Denning. Or should I now say, Private Denning?" She grins, and shakes his outstretched hand. I feel this is gonna be good, she thinks to herself. Little did she know, this would be one of the worst experiences in her life.