Odin's Horns

As a member of a very special military unit, I'm not paid to make mistakes. The short version is I got separated from the rest of my team and failed to regain contact. A serious blunder. I took a knee during a security halt, dozed off, and when I woke up, they were gone. It's not supposed to happen, but it happened. Shit always happens. I'm a tough, well trained, experienced, special operations commando. A member of the elite Gray-Black (GB) Squadron and we are regular participants in what has become a nightmare of global conflict. My whole life is the GB and fighting and I am very good at what I do. But I've messed up seriously and made myself expendable. My boss has decided that the best way to get rid of me is to put me back on the ground in the middle of a hornet's nest and let me die. I have other ideas.

-- Mark Bean