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“They’re having to fend off harassment from token forces left behind,” the tactical consultant answered, a former infantry sergeant with a prosthetic hand, “They’ll be being pursued when they arrive, and a portion of them being on foot does not help their speed.”
“Considering what might arrive before them,” the Major traced a finger along the road map, “Whatever is harrying them isn’t even worth giving a thought towards. If they turn out to be a threat, we’ll be in much worse trouble than we could hope for.” She began to wrap her hair into a tight bun at the back of her head, “Be ready to flee south if this defense does not hold.”
“What about you, Major?” the information specialist asked, “Are you expecting to stay and be captured?”
“No such thing will happen.” The Major declared, “But the militia have been compelled to stay by my words, my relation to their leaders. Should I flee, they will soon follow. No fool would hold their ground and die for a leader who is unwilling to do the same,” she loaded a magazine into her Von Musemachine pistol, “If the defenses fail, I will fire a signal into the air. If you are uncertain, then leave anyways. That is an order. Understood?”
A series of ayes.
“Good. Here’s to hoping that I won’t have to save my last bullets for the Netillian Resistance commander they sent.”
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>Arrange your defense. Enemy forces are expected to come from the northern angles, and friendly ones from the western angles. Aerial troops might come from anywhere.
Had to rush things so sorry if stuff is missing
