Frank Rossini stepped off the bus. His short brown wavy hair moved with the wind as he stepped in line. The Sergeant looked each one of them up and down. Stopping in front of Frank he ordered "State your name private!" Not one to disobey he said confidently "Frank Rossini, Sir!" "Where you from Rossini?" The Sergeant asked "Hatford, sir" Frank replied. With that over the Sergeant passed everyone "All right you maggots! Get to your tents, I want you ready in ten minutes with the uniforms provided on, and gathered at the training grounds, do I make myself clear?" he ordered before a resounding "Sir, yes sir!" carried through the air. As the Sergeant was speaking a uniformed man passed out green uniforms. Everyone broke into directions every which way and slipped into tents. Frank followed the crowd and entered his tent before undressing and pulling on his uni.