Talk:War Discussion/@comment-24664052-20140725085819

Maiandra mountains,

The next day, as Arthur had told his little sister, he resumes his sweep and clear operations in the mountains.

However, by the noon, they still find no trace of any mamono. Every village they raid, there are no inhabitants to speak of....To add that the sun is scorching them, their uniforms woefully providing little comfort from the heat....

(Two officers on horseback, Westrum and a commissar, survey the pass around them. Arthur orders the bugler to signal the troops to stop and takes out a telescope to see if something's wrong.)

Commissar: See anything?

Arthur: No, commissar.

Commissar: (takes out a towel torelieve his face of sweat) Fucking grass.......fucking heat........fucking country......