Rain drops crash on the outside of the Majors' tent as he sits at a desk and stares at a map. It is night out, Major Creasey sits by a lamp, making marks on a map of a town nicknamed "Madtown". A man walks into the tent and over to the Majors' desk.
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The aged mercenary stands at attention by the Majors' desk. "Well? I am here you bastard."

The Major looks up from his work annoyed. Slowly, his eyes reach Flints' face. "You're late Flint. I have your men ready to go. You are going ahead of my battalions to Madtown. I want to know everything you can find out about Madtowns defenses. And feel free to kill as many as you want before I get there. Work quickly... I want to stand in town hall before my birthday."
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Ike glares back at the sadistic Major. "Consider it done Major Creasey." Ike Flint salutes the major before turning around and walking back out of the tent.

As Flint leaves, the major returns to his desk, and studies the map to find exactly where he was working before. He leans back in, intently focused on the map. His right foot taps lightly on the floor in anticipation of the coming siege.

Lieutenant Ramsey makes his way past the other tents and makeshift outposts. He walks with powerful dedication in each stride, spotting Lieutenant Maximov along the way and returning a quick, and effortless salute. Ramsey walks briskly past Maximov and then stops at the guards in front of the command tent.

"Major Creasy. I have an urgent message from one of his mercenaries."

The guards stand still, without expression inside their sleek, Dead Boy Armour.

A voice is heard from inside the tent. "Let him pass. Let him pass..."

The guards step aside and allow for Lietuenant Ramsey to enter.
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The major stands up to salute Ramsey as he enters. A reptilian dimensional being is strapped to a table behind him, mostly shaded by an unlit area of the tent. It can be seen breathing in the background.

Creasy is holding a knife in his other hand.

"What is it?"

Lieutenant Ramsey stands at attention in front of the Major and salutes, waiting to be permitted to stand at ease.

Sir, Ike Flint has reported in since attacking the town with one of his bombers. The bomber was destroyed very quickly. He has people inside who managed to take out their radar tower before his assault. And he was only met by 3 Iron Juggernauts, a Bandito-arms SAMAS and a D-Bee. Their missiles were all re-directed, only a few hit the town and leveled two buildings, nothing important. Possible reports indicate the SAMAS knock-off was shot down, but we cannot sure. Early reports from our spies indicate a force of less than 100 Tolkeen soldiers are in charge of defense. Maybe twice that in militia, and maybe 10% are air-capable units.