C181 His Strategy Was Adjusted
Dawn had yet to crest the mountain peaks when the third defense bunker and the Rorerin camp stirred into a frenzy of activity. A thin mist wafted through the air, blurring the early morning light. Amidst the low rumble of car engines, the sounds of roll call and the chaotic shuffle of feet mingling together could be heard. Today was the day when everyone's efforts would prove their worth
