"Shit."
With a whistle, Hugo calls his men out of the fortress. Anything of value would have likely been picked clean, but he still made a mental note of any potential sites for stashes.
[Eyes on, we've got contact at the village fork. Pool of T-8's, two platoon's worth. Either they're being real sloppy, or you wand'rers will be getting company.]
>>5455741[Happy hunting, gents.]
>>5455763[Loud and clear, Highness. ]
Face: Northeast
Spot: North,
Maneuver: Movement to [z-16]
Hold
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