As soon as I reported for duty, I went straight to see the logistics chief of staff.

The division’s logistics chief of staff—a man who seemed to have no tasks left to occupy his twilight years in service.

Under normal circumstances, as long as he showed up for morning roll call, no one would interfere with him for the rest of the day. But with war looming, even he wasn’t spared from drowning in paperwork.

“War in my final days of service? Dammit, not even a chance to earn a commendation! I’m livid!”

A soldier nearing the end of his …