Winters, though wishing to allow the major to rest, could only comply with his will, answering each question with statements as concise as possible.
The two men engaged in conversation through the use of pens, repeating the process of query and response.
As more intelligence was gathered, the major's spirit seemed to improve. He even drank another glass of red wine midway.
After understanding the information Winters and the other warrant officers knew, the major closed his eyes, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the paper as the warrant officers exchanged puzzled glances, watching the major seemingly lost in thought.
The major appeared to be dozing off, and after a short while, he finally reopened his eyes.
This time, his eyes regained their former brilliance. He wrote swiftly on the paper: "It seems we're suffering from an undeserved disaster."