The lights were kept dim, the worn away slate with his squad mission images pinned up and next to that a screwed up piece of paper with the fact that they will be taking on a new mission soon.
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The lights were kept dim, the worn away slate with his squad mission images pinned up and next to that a screwed up piece of paper with the fact that they will be taking on a new mission soon. The lieutenant paced the long door-room that his men were supposed to sleep in with each one sitting down upon their beds silently guessing what the mission ahead was going to be. The lieutenant still pacing the room had his hands behind his back and was taking long powerful strides waited for the more explanatory brief to appear from under the door. The lights started to flicker as someone walked along the corridor. There was a knock at the door and a piece of paper slid under as the lieutenant breathed in. Lieutenant Mippling took a few broad steps to the door. He stooped by it, looked around at his squad...


