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Captain Hudson had grown accustomed to such scenes and had long since averted his gaze. He took out a copied letter and handed it to the colonel.
The bald colonel opened the window regardless of the chilly autumn wind, squinting his eyes to carefully read the intelligence report in the light from outside.
After a while, he closed the window and handed the letter back to Captain Hudson.
"No wonder he's eager to send troops in autumn and winter," the bald colonel sighed heavily. "If we don't act now, he'll become a real threat."
"What do you mean?" asked Hudson.
"Draft a letter to Colonel Zibeer Zoltan," said the bald colonel, stepping out of the bath. "We must mobilize our forces sooner."
"Sooner? How much sooner?"