The rumbling of tracks fills the forest. A column of BMP-3s and M939s rolls down the dirt road. I'm sitting on top of one of the BMP-3s, my legs dangling off the side. I peer over the BMP's gun. We're just a few miles out. Intelligence suggests the Bardinian guards are well armed, and are willing to execute as many POWs as they can. I sigh. We need to hit them fast, don't let them get the chance to kill any of our people. I check my magazine before loading it into my rifle.
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*I go to toilet*
*I'm back*
*I look up as the German returns, feeling a sense of relief that he's back. I speak again, this time with more warmth.* I'm glad you're back. I was starting to worry about you.
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