[Havoc]

Nick almost cracked up when he heard the bigbro yap on and on. Obviously not had any kind of military dicipline. He wonderd what a bigbro was doing without training, you didn't see that to often.

'I only asked for your name and rank,' Mento remarked angry. 'If I want to hear your life story, I'l ask for it! Do I make myself clear?!'

Very clear, in Nick's opnion. Even tho it was pretty funny to see a small slig like Veldrac take on a bigbro. Then again, he did outrank him, so it was probably no big deal.
Without giving Bass a chance to reply, Mento marched tordwards Nick.

'How bad are those clouds?' he asked firm.

'I'd say...' Nick mumbled and had another look at them. 'Heavy rain, storm, maybe thunder. At least a night long.'

Mento gave a confirming nod.

'Alright...' he said while thinking. 'Alright... start wrapping things up here. We're moving out.'

Nick pulled a confused face and stared over the plains. Not a single sign of life in a 2 mile radius, except those muds.

'Sir?'

'Do it, Nick!'

'Yes, sir!'

He got up on his feet and started taking down the first tent. Mento meanwhile headed to his tent and gave Bass a look as he walked past.

'Are you just going to stand there? Go help him!'