[ WP ] `` What kind of care package is this ? ! ''

`` I'll be damned.'' Randy almost laughed at the sight. `` What kind of care package is this?'' 
 
 He stood over the crate containing the fresh corpse of what he could only assume was the back-up he requested. 
 
 `` Did they think he would survive a 2,000 foot drop in a metal crate?'' Ken yelled despite their closeness. 
 
 The look on the dead man's face spoke volumes. Randy could read his last thoughts. *Why the* fuck *are you packing me up like ammunition and throwing me out of a fucking airplane? * 
 
 Or something like that. 
 
 `` I guess we're on our own.'' Randy looked up at Ken, who leaned in to hear him over the explosions in the distance. 
 
 `` What else is new?'' Ken asked, cocking back his M4. 
 
 Randy smiled, shaking his head at the dead man.
