This takes place on Oct 2 after my second trip and has nothing to do with Taiwan.
Sean and I were seated across the aisle from each other on the return flight headed to Seoul. Behind him were two beautiful Korean girls. The seat to my right was open, and the four seats in front of me were as well. I told Sean to come sit with me in the empty row.
“Nah bruh I'm gonna try and talk to this bird next to me.”
Fucking stupid New Zealand accent.
I told him, “No. The ones behind you are better,” and sexually coerced him into moving into the row in front of us.
It was here that we would devise our tactical maneuvers. Sean's idea was to have me rush in during ascension and have the girls sit in the two middle seats. That way they'd be next to each other in case things got awkward. A man took the far aisle seat just seconds later however, changing the ROE (Rules Of Engagement).
Now the battlefield looked like this:
Time was of the essence in two ways- An enemy reinforcement of a heavy armor division (meal carts) was imminent. Because the operation also involved sending me to engage the enemy in No Man's Land without cover (the aisle), I had to move fast.
What I learned that day was that regardless of how many maneuvers are possible, your objective isn't to pick the best. It's to pick one that works and execute it as fast as possible.
I liked the idea of having the girls adjacent to each other but Sean, as drunk as he was, kept insisting that I execute before the fasten seat belt light shut off. I felt uncomfortable that Sean was in such favor of prematurely ejaculating his squadmate into NML in hostile conditions, but he had a point- better act fast.
This was the final plan: I would extract the window-girl and airlift her into my original seat with Sean to her right. In order to minimize someone's-ass-in-your-face time, the aisle girl (my target) would move to the window and I would take her seat. In this configuration, the girls would be separated from each other by myself and the aisle, requiring more suppressive fire from us. Sean insisted that-
“GO! GO! GO!”
I unbuckled my belt and leaped over Sean like he was a sandbag wall.
I sat down on an armrest and said to the enemy, “Excuse me, we think you two are very beautiful and we would like to talk to you. Do you want to sit with us?”
Sean initiated Formation A, abandoned our forward base and retreating to the right flank of my original position. Extraction of the window personnel commenced as I laid down a line of suppressive fire on the enemy's front line:
“Nice shoes. Jimmy Choo?”
I lost radio contact with my squad mate, and now I was deep in enemy territory. I had captured the target, and begun interrogating her about the circumstances behind the execution of innocent civilians (playing hangman).
The flight went fast. Enemy personnel were identified as English teachers at a hagwon in Gwangju. The rest is unimportant.
Upon mission completion, several achievements were unlocked:
F. Duckleford, Private, Duck class-
Bronze Star : For adapting a new strategy after forward base had been compromised.
Silver Star: For demonstrating excellence in reconnaissance.
Medal of Honor: For leading a direct attack on the enemy and breaking the front line.
Elite Minesweeper: Sean wanted to hit on the original girl he sat next to just from glancing at her legs. I thought she looked like a Vietnamese migrant laborer. Prior to disembarkment, She gave me her ID and asked me to fill out her customs card because she could read neither English nor Chinese; It turns out, she was a Vietnamese migrant laborer.
S. Lawrence, Private, First class-
Elite Marksmanship: For providing excellent cover fire.
Native English Teacher Award: For performing duties while intoxicated.
Heggeman Award: For just being there, and white.
It's good to be back in Busan.