Mercer Returns to Georgia

The heat hit me before the sun did. At 5:18 in the morning, Fort Calder’s training grounds in Georgia were already breathing heat off the dirt like an open furnace. The sky was still streaked purple over the pine trees, but sweat had already formed beneath my collar before we finished accountability formation. I stood in the third rank with my...

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Published November 2, 2026 · Updated November 2, 2026