Battle on the High Deserts

A lonely soldier stumbled through the desert. His parched throat held him silent. His shrunken stomach told of the last meal he'd had. He was camped near a massive boulder which provided some shade. That is for him and, "the boys", his fellow soldiers who had borne the suffering of heat and famished bellies with him. They had travelled many miles through this lonely dessert, with no sign of life, save for one chameleon. After dinner that night the boys decided their was certainly no substinence in chameleons. Sleeping in the heat of the desert sands proved a trifle uncomfortable; all the modern conveniences of home gone.
                            By morn the sun reflected off the shining sands, creating an explicable heat. But alas the poor heat-stricken soldiers stumbled on watching the sun skirt the hill and eddy upward. They were all beat.