Alpha Callihan Martin's POV

　　Bob Turner and I were training in the field, shooting down bottles from a distance. It was good sport and we indulged in it often. Bob had sharper eyes and so made a better marksman.

　　"You should have been a fucking eagle." I said when he took down another row of bottles.

　　Turner laughed.

　　"Well,the fated thought it better to make me a man." This time I laughed. We had met in training camp some four winters ...