#423 Fiction

I was inspired to write fiction, so here goes:



Ah Seng, at 28, was considered a "lao peng" (old soldier), in his unit, his fellow soldiers were mainly younger men who were also more successful. Ah Seng's desire to study after finishing his NS commitments meant that he was always going to fall behind his cohort. To him, he was pretty used to dealing with these younger guys who seek attention and are quick to flaunt their talents.

All that didn't matter, not now at least. For today, Ah Seng like the others, is a number in the greater scheme of things. Ah Seng could only curse under his breathe that his unit had to be the one activate to form the first line of defence in the area. Militants of unknown original somewhat made it through the porous sea boundary and landed on motherland, they were the closest and therefore made to be the first responding unit.

Ah Seng could feel the tension in the air, despite his relatively young age, Ah Seng had gone through alot in his early days to not take a day like this for granted, he looked around at the young faces around him, complacent to the dangers at present and nonchanlant about what this could escalate to..