Never forget. That was what Spencer, Captain of the Agurtan National Army 88th Sand Team’s Hellbenders Squad, always told himself. How could he? Even with a pounding headache from another wild night, the pain was still too near to him. Finding out his best friend Donovan had killed the woman he loved - and then ran off. Why? It was a question that haunted him still. But as he stretched and went out to see his squad, he smiled. The Hellbenders were rowdy, yes. They were rough - sometimes too rough. But they were family, and they got the job done - no matter what job it was. Another day baking under the desert sun of the Estancian Gray Zone: never forget, and keep moving forward.