3 weeks later
A truck drives quickly through the Bugwi planes through the night, driving almost reaklessly through other camps and troop fortifications. They drive until they reach the farthest camp west, camp Lamplight,
“SIR SIR” the messenger yells and he runs out waving a sealed envelope with the TDAC seal on the front. “URGENT ORDERS” he runs to the Captians tent and barbes in, the captain still sleeping. “Sir message from the TCDC, you are to respond immediately.” The captian slowly turns around in his bed, the light from the camps spotlights almost blinding him. “If it relates to the TCDC place it in the officers quarters, it’s bad enough I need to deal with bearucratic bullshit in the TMPZ.” He then rolls back over trying to regain his sleep. “Sir, it’s from Legion Comma-“ The captian immeditly gets up and grabs the letter and opens it, his eyes widining in panic with every word that he hears. The then moves to grab his own paper and pen and hastily writes something down. “You. Send this to the other camps, and don’t stop until you die or the entire red legion is aware of this.” The messages grabs the letter and rushing out the tent, quickly jumping in his truck and driving to the next camp.
The Captian hastily runs out of his tent, his uniform sloppily put on. He quickly rushes to two of the soldiers posted on the gate of Lamplight. “Oi captian, what’s got you in a rush? Run out of silk sheets again?” The two soldiers laugh but it is quickly Intrupted by the captain. “Sound the general alarm, all soldiers to their trucks and officers to their units. We are invading Sta’ir” the two soldiers immediately drop their cards and book it to their battle stations, one running to the front gate and another or the PA system. “All units, all units. We are moving to general alert, this is not a drill, prepare for march.” Alarms start blaring over the camp as the rank and file rush to the armory and running out with their equipment. The officers rushing into the trucks and warming up the engines, then the captains voice comes on the PA.
“Sorry to wake you all up but this is orders straight from Legion Command. Reports from the TDAC says that one of our beamoths was shot down wrongfully by the Sta’ir, so what we have been orderd to do I rush in and capture the eastern provinces. Military intelligence also tells us that the Sta’ir aren’t alone in his fight. Some treaty or whatever will drag major powers into the war, so we better haul ass because we have three weeks to force a surrender. So hit hard, drive harder. And for fucks sake don’t die.” The captain finishes his speech and rushes into one of the trucks as they all speed away west, soon to cross over the Sta’ir border.”
