title: The SSMC Reluctant (Platoon F) (Volume 1)
author:  John P. Logsdon 
description: This one just sneaked up on me ... I kept laughing at the ridiculous situations our hero and his crew encountered. This is for readers who like slapstick, parody, stories that center on the eternal philosophical question, "How the heck did I get into this situation? And where's the door out?" <i>-Joseph L. White</i><br /><br />I haven't enjoyed a book this much since Phule's Company. Yep, it's silly, preposterous, and totally unbelievable. But it's a barrel of fun.<i>-Paul M. Stone</i><br /><br />Reminds me of Bill the Galactic Hero. Heaven' t laughed so much in a long time. It was a blast. <i>-R. D. Braun</i>
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  # **31**
  
  ### **Ft. Indiantown Gap, PA Sol III**  
   **0243 August 5th, 2002 ad**
  
  "Sergeant," said Pappas patiently, "I have had a long goddamn day. And I am
  not in the best fuckin' mood to handle bullshit. I have got a platoon spread
  to hell and gone and I need somewhere to put them up. I need transportation
  and quarters. What I don't need is bullshit from you."
  
  He was actually glad to see that the company was maintaining a Charge of
  Quarters. The NCO in question was half out of uniform, had obviously been
  asleep when Adams found him and was being a pain in the ass, but it was still
  good to find. Now if he could only get the CQ to enter some vague condition of
  reality.
  
  "I'm sorry, Sergeant," said the overweight NCO, mulishly. He waved the copy of
  their orders that Pappas had handed him. "This is not sufficient authority for
  me to allow your troops into the barracks. For all I know they might be