I went to the next shelf and collected my boots.

I banged the desert dust off the soles against the metal door frame.

I packed them in the second duffel.

I spent the next hour working without a sound.

I cleared out my locker, separating the gear that had to go back to supply from the personal things headed home.

I stacked my spare ceramic armor plates on the wooden pallet by the door.

I folded my extra olive drab netting and stuffed it into a return crate.