Austria, October 21st 1800
7:22 PM
Lukas and everyone else from the offensive unit of his team were outside, ready to depart to the border.
Meanwhile, the whole defensive unit were in front of them, in order to bid farewell.
Marco, the one who was going to lead the defensive unit now, waved at his comrades from the offensive unit. "Take care. Make sure you guys win this for us," he said.
The rest of the defensive unit nodded their heads.
One of the guys from the offensive unit, however, raised their brow as he noticed something strange. "Wait, it doesn't look like you are all here. Feel like there a few people missing here," he said.
Marco shrugged his shoulders. "They are watching the surroundings. Unfortunately, we can't afford to gather everyone in the team for an emotive farewell," he said.