My watch hits 0100. Time to roll. I climb into my armored vehicle, lock and load my weapon, and order the convoy to move out. In a few minutes, we pass through the gate and we’re officially outside the wire — no more barriers or guards to protect us.
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My watch hits 0100. Time to roll. I climb into my armored vehicle, lock and load my weapon, and order the convoy to move out. In a few minutes, we pass through the gate and we’re officially outside the wire — no more barriers or guards to protect us.