[The Red Muse]

Chris: *steps out of the chopper, his men following close behind. He walks to Nick and eyes him suspiciously* So...you're the one in command, I believe. Be ready to take you men to the woods, because me and my boys are going to sweep the forest clean of all the rebels. We need you to come to take care of the village. Understood? *doesn't give Nick a chance to reply* Good.

*nods to his men*

Chris: Okay boys, the idea is this, we clean the forest and the infantry follows behind to clean the village. LT Paulmer is also in the woods with his men, so be on alert. When in the woods, do not gather into groups! You'll be an easy target if ya do! Five men- the perfect aim, one man - waste of spooce! Got it?

Soldiers: Yes sir!

Chris: Good. Get ready to move- we leave in five minutes and counting. May Odd be with us.

*Chris walks a bit further away from his men and lights a cig. His eyes catch a small mudokon sobbing in front of a tent. He grins and walks next to the little mud*

Chris: Well, well, well... If it isn't my future employee. How ya doin' kid? It ain't good for ya to sit in the rain... *shakes off the ashes from his cig into Jet's head*
Filthy mudokon! *laughs rudely and looks at his wrist watch*

Chris: *yells to his men* Okay boys! It's time! Let's get this show rollin'! *glares at Jet* Bye for now little mud-- I'll see ya later at the Barracks when I'm visiting the shooting range! Oh and, don't worry-- I'll say "hi" to your folks when I shoot 'em!

*leaves Jet and walks to his men*

Chris: Let's go.

*he and his men scatter in different directions and they enter the woods*

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Dominic: Dernamen, Lani-- thanks, both of you! We need all our strength to defeat the sligs!
Let's find a good location where to set up an ambush! Goergie, Wiggs, Biggs, Barrel, Lock,Amarant and Wedge-- you climb up those trees. The rest of us- we go and...uhm... hide. When the enemy arrives-- you guys up the trees will shoot 'em and then us--down here-- will attack the with full force! Are ya with me!

Amarant: Whatever...

Wiggs: Ummm... yeah!

Biggs: Duhhh... okay!

Barrel: Hurray!

Wedge: I forgot! Yay?

Goergie: Yes Dom!

Dominic: Good! Then let's move!