Military Interview Narrative

After our encounter with Nallan, who had been promoted from senator to general, I set about to get revenge. I began to sneak around the city, scavenging weapons and supplies necessary to complete my personal mission. I would go to the nearby military base where Nallan was stationed, and learned as much as I could about it. I figured out when the guard shifts were and where the base was most vulnerable. I watched and followed Nallan and learned his schedule so that I would be able to assassinate him. I found a rifle with a few rounds, a sword, and some explosive. I did have to steal armor to protect myself. I didn’t tell Re about my plan because I didn’t want her to follow me and get hurt in the process. A month after our previous capture,

After the trail, I was sentenced to death. The next day I stood in front of the firing squad. I closed my eyes in anticipation. I was glad that I had gotten revenge for my parent’s death. “Ready! Aim!” A gunshot drowned out the last word that I had expected. A gun had fired, but I was still alive. I opened my eyes, and looked up. On the hill made to obscure the firing squad from the surrounding area, Re stood there with a gun in hand. We ran off before guards came to check that I was dead. A few weeks later, Re and I were sitting around a table at a diner. “Why didn’t you tell me about you’re plan? I could have helped you ya know,” Re asked after taking a massive bite of her BLT. “I didn’t want you to get hurt or worry about me.” We sat there for a few minutes before I piped up again. “How did you get that gun anyways?” “Aunt Martha let me borrow it when I told her about her plan. In her words ‘I think I can help you. After all, we are family’.” “I guess we owe Aunt Martha a few favors for everything she’s done for us. Speaking of, I need to get back to the store before Aunt Martha fires me. You go home and work on your homework.” “OK. I’ll see ya in a