Chapitre 242: Just Following Orders

"Hmmm…" A man sat behind a makeshift desk with papers scattered about which were covered in scribbles, coordinates, and various orders given by him or other military higher-ups. He clasped his hands and fiddled with his thumbs. "It seems that we'll have to speed up our schedule. Gather the officials and tell them that we leave tomorrow night."

"Gen. Toms, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure, you two assistants will pass the orders onto the officials, who will then pass them on to the captains. After that, enjoy a good meal and get a good night's sleep. There's no telling when the next time you'll be able to enjoy that," stated General Toms.

"Sir, yes sir!" Both men saluted and left the general's tent in a rush.

One assistant looked to the other and smiled. "Dirk, we're finally getting out of this place."

"Yeah, but Loire, are you really looking forward to the massacre waiting for us?" asked Dirk.