I held up a piece of bacon off my plate and turned it around in the early morning light.
"You proposing?"
There was a scattering of laughs from the other soliders.
"No, I'm considering just how fortunate we are, here, miles inside enemy territory, and we still have access to the greatest food known to man. Might be a little salty and crap from the preserving, but dammit, bacon!"
I ate it down with a satisfied crunch, until the Quartermaster spoke.
"We ran out of bacon two nights ago, this is-"
We were attacked before he could finish his lie.
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