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No rest for the weary

It’s time.

Already?

Yeah, they found another one.

What time is it?

Nearly two.

Shit, I had less than four hours sleep.

No rest for the weary. Come on, get your boots on.

Do we know what kind it is?

Thousand kilo, delayed action primed, probably a type 60 or 90 fuse.

Man, those 90’s cook of if you just look at them cross eyed. Why not blow it in place.

It’s next to a hospital. Come on if it was easy they wouldn’t be paying you the big bucks.

I need some coffee and something to eat.

You sure you want caffeine? If you get the jitters…

I need something to keep me awake. Besides it wouldn’t look good to fall asleep on an unexploded bomb.

I’ll scrounge up something. Sandwiches ok?

Unless you have bacon and eggs in your pocket, it’ll have to do.

Ok, you check the gear and I’ll meet you at the truck in 5 minutes.

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