Breaching the Perimeter

Base quarters were getting cramped, so I kicked open the lower screen flap and advanced into the wild sector outside. A giant ribbed green hose was coiled across the warm concrete like a sleeping mutant serpent. I didn't hesitate. I vaulted right onto the brass nozzle coupling, plants my combat boots on the grooved metal thread, and locked my gaze on the grass perimeter. A big fat beetle tried crawling past my drop zone. One hard glare from behind my shades sent that multi-legged bug scrambling into the dirt. Outer perimeter secured. Duke runs this yard.