Your POV 

I sat on the edge of a cliff with my teammates Church and Tucker, spying on the Reds. They were just talking, again. The same two reds stood atop their base, talking. I didnt know what they were talking about due to us only having a sniper, and binoculars. I had the latter, while Church had the former. Tucker didnt have anything besides his service pistol. Man, I need to get us some rifles. 

"What are they doing?" Tucker asked. "What?" Church asked. "I said: What are they doing now?" Tucker repeated. "God damm I've been getting sick that question!" Church complained. "You have the fucking rifle I cant see shit dont bitch at me cause I'm not going to stand here and play with my dick." Tucker ranted. 

"Ok look, they're just standing there and talking. Okay? That's all they're doing. Thats all they ever do, just stand there and talk. That's what they were doing last week, that's what they were doing five minutes ago, so five minutes from now, when you ask me: What are they doing? My answer is gonna be: They're still talkin, and they're still just standing there." Church went on a bigger rant. 

Tucker stayed quiet for a moment before asking. "What are they talking about?" "This is amusing." I stated, looking up from my crouched position. "You know what? I fucking hate the both of you." Church stated. We got back to looking at them, with the addition of their sergeant telling them to get down there. I think. "Dicks or chicks?" Tucker asked. "What?" Me and Church asked in sync. 

"Chicks or dicks dude. Which one you like?" Tucker asked. "Chicks, duh." Church replied. "Two times zero is still zero." I answered. "Fucking sad man." Tucker said before we got back to looking at the Reds. 

(307 Words. Maybe I should combine multiple episodes to get longer chapters.)