“Captain Pearson. There is no place for us to summon the landships. If we summon the 2 Mark VIII now, concealing it would be impossible. It’s just too damn big.” Captain Allen informed. “And the forest is so thick, the landships would have problem breaking out if we summoned it inside the forest. I recommend we hold on until we engage in combat then Lord Phoenix can summon them into battle”

Having learned that at least a Lieutenant was needed to command each landship, Captain Allen was summoned to take command of the tank unit and reduce the future cost of other tank commanders.

“Then we have no choice. We’ll do just that Captain Allen. I leave it to you to decide on when to summon the landships. However, if we are unable to close up the slavers retreat because their marching line is too long, I want you to send 1 landship assaulting toward the center and the other chasing them back to their home front. I will assign the Cavalry Troops to you for the chasing. Make them abandon their war supplies, drop their weapons, or surrender.” Captain Pearson said as he looked Spike when he said surrender.

Spike nodded in agreement with Captain Pearson as he finished his statement.

“Thank you for the consideration Captain Pearson. I understand this isn’t earth, but I still don’t like the idea of killing humans unnecessarily.” Spike said. “If you feel comfortable Captain Pearson, I’d like to take Lieutenant Reed and his newly summoned platoon to reinforce the chase and help out with prisoners. I don’t think a single landship and 22 Cav troopers are enough for the job.”

Rubbing his chin as his thinks. “Very good sir. I approve.”

“Excellent, Then I’ll be in your care Lieutenant Reed as I’ll be following your platoon.”

“It will an honor sir.” Lieutenant Reed replied.

“Then, to keep the none combatant casualty low, we’ll string out our force about 150 meters. Each of my platoon will be responsible for 75 meters. Severing their line of retreat on our end, my 2 platoons and 1 landship will close in on the slavers while the Chaser Group takes care of the ones retreating. This shouldn’t be too difficult. We have the overwhelming firepower. Remember our priority targets are their archers and anyone identified casting magic.”

“Then the only thing we have left is to wait for the signal from the Lumberjack and the hunters.” Spike said.

Early, the trackers helped hide the horse by cutting a path into the forest then covering up the path entrance with branches and fresh leaves. When the signal is given, they were to ride out in single file to chase after the retreating slavers.

Line platoons hid behind any mounds and thick tree and heavy vegetation. Or simply dug out a position and covered up the fresh dirt with fallen leaves and any other vegetation they could use to camouflage the manmade obstruction. No one was to stick their head out until the officer’s command was giving.

With the thickness of the vegetation growth Phoenix force could only position themselves on average of 15 meters deep. Which allowed them minimum visibility of the road to laydown machine gun fire to make up for the lack of clear visibility. If any of the slavers decide to run too far in, to relieve themselves, they might not make it back out alive.

Road Block would signal with one of the main 57mm gun. Lumberjack, which was 600 meters from Road Bloke would start their attack. Between the noise made by Road Block and Lumberjack, it was expected that Cowboy, 900 meters from Lumberjack would be able to hear the beginning of the battle.

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“Still no signs of the scouts my lord.” Sir Kilowvk reported.

“They knew we are coming. At least one of the scout should have been here with a message. Something must have happened to them.” Baron Myojhuk said as he ate his breakfast.

“Do you think they all got caught by the goblin horde my lord?”

“All 5, unlikely. However, they may have met some complication with survivors form Daldia. I don’t know.”

“What are your orders my lord?”

“Keep moving our forces. Whatever caused the scouts to go missing is no match for our army. Move up 100 more of our knights to the front formation. Tell them to expect trouble so be on the lookout. At this rate, we should reach Daldia before sunset. We will have our answers there.”

“As you order my lord.” Sir Kilowvk replied.

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“They are coming Captain Pearson.” Hunt Master quickly reported. “I’ve sent Hunter Tam to relay the message up the road.”

“How far Master Malikai?”

“About 4 kilometers from this location Captain.”

“That’s about an hour. Alright men. Looks like it’s time. Everyone to their position. Stay low and keep your noise discipline until I fire my weapon as a signal.” He ordered his platoon leader. “Master Malikai, please maintain observation of their movement.”

“At your will Captain.” Hunt Master replied.

“Sir, I want to remind you to stay hidden until Lieutenant Reed’s platoon moves.”

“I got it Captain Pearson.” Spike replied. “I just hope this doesn’t become a massacre.”

“You can hope sir. But you need to remember, that this is war. If you dish it out, you better be expecting to be on the receiving side eventually.” Captain Pearson informed.

“Does that mean we are going to get ours to someday Captain?”

“It’s inevitable sir. We just don’t know when. But when it happens, I hope to have scored enough points as the Major like to say. Then move on to my next life.”

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“My lord. The lead group found many tracks of horses. The tracks appear not to be heavy warhorse. However, there were so many it’s impossible to discern how many. But the track stops at where our current front formation is, then moves back up the road.” Sir Amoni reported.

“Horse tracks?” Baron Myojhuk pondered. “Daldia doesn’t have that many horses left. Most of their horse should have been slaughtered during the many winters for food. Does it look like they are trying to hide something?”

“There were so many tracks. But yes my lord. I think they were trying to hide their numbers.”

“What do you think? Are they trying to make us think they have more then what they really have?” Baron Myojhuk thought loudly. “There is definitely something going on Sir Kilowvk. The missing scout. Multiple horse tracks? We need to reach Daldia to find some answers. Send out another group of scouts to Daldia. I want to know what’s happening in that town.”

“But my lord. We don’t have any more trained scouts. At least not at a skill proficient enough to handle this.”

“Then send out double the number or triple the number to make up for their lack of proficiency.” Baron Myojhuk said in irritation as he rode on his warhorse surrounded by his elite personal knights.

The rarely used road was slowly being taken back by nature. It was built in collaboration with the merchant guild and the frontier towns during expansion days. The road was once a sign of progress made in the frontier. But now just a faded memory.

The road was once big enough for 2 large wagons to pass by each other. Now the tree branches, vines, and brambles slowly took back its land, leaving only enough room for a single suppy wagon to use.

The Stovkow Knight’s lead the march in 2 columns. Also, followed by 3 columns of foot soldiers. The supply wagons were spread along the march for easier support of the movement.

Not making contact with his scouts gave Baron Myojhuk an uneasy feeling as his personal army marched to fight off the goblin horde.

Just what is going on here. Have the orcs or some other inhumanoids or monsters pushed pass the goblins. It’s not unheard of. But such thing hasn’t happened in generations. If it’s an orcs tribe, I’m not too concerned. Even thought I'll take some casualty, I have more than enough war resources to handle them. Whatever it is, I need to hurry and neutralize it so my territory isn’t compromised by the frontier. Then quickly deal with the Margrave. Damn hunters! What mess those fools created for me!

“Sir Kilowvk!”

“Yes my lord.”

“I'm getting a bad feeling about the frontier. Maybe the other towns are working together, but that can’t be, as they are all being raided across the border. In any case, not hearing from the scouts is really bothering me. I don’t believe it’s something we can’t handle. But I want to reduce unnecessary lose to our fighting force.”

“Yes my lord. I also agree with your assessment. Should I send a detachment of heavy knight force ahead if they can find something?” Sir Kilowvk asked.

“No. I don’t think it’s necessary. If anything, we may end up alerting them if we deviate too much from our normal movement. We already send 15 scouts up ahead. We should hear from them before we reach Daldia. During lunch break, I want 500 of our heavy knights in the lead. At first sign of trouble, instruct them to trample anything in front of them. And have another 500 foot soldiers behind the knight formation to support them. I’m not here to negotiate with some lowly frontier settlement. If they get in our way, simply crush them. Also, move our supply train to the rear, in case we need to engage any enemy as we move farther in to the frontier. I don't want the suppy train to get in the way of the soldiers movement.” Baron Myojhuk order.

“Yes my lord. I’ll start passing instruction now as we are nearing midday break.”

Watching as Sir Kilowvk trout of on his warhorse to start giving out commands to rearrange the marching order.

Did Karan Daldia survive the Goblin horde? It’s possible. If so, in grief stricken status, he could be just killing anything in sight under murderous insanity from his loses. Which means I may have to take care of him myself.

Thinking of the long marching line for his Goblin subjugation army. Perhaps I should have executed the pleasure girls and the slave labors Kyzdon knight’s brought with them. I plan to leave half my force to garrison Daldai to keep the frontier at bay. And leave the whores to keep the men entertained over the cold winter. More mouths to feed eating up my supplies. And this damn long supply train. But I can sell them off later to raise needed funds. I’ll wait and see what Daldia had harvest before I make up my mind.

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“Shit! What happened?” Captain person asked as Hunter Sodie was carrying back Rikko in his arm with part of an arrow sticking out of her stomach.

“It was simply a bad luck on our part Captain. They sent out more scouts. They must have suspected something. So to prevent them from any discovery, we ambushed them in a cross fire and took care of them. It should have been easy as they moved like drunkard, but one of them got a lucky shot as he died.”

Grinning in pain. “It’s fine Hunt Master. This just means my time has come to join the Heavens Pride. To be killed by a novice's random shot.” Looking at the arrow stem prodding out of her stomach. “Ahh. How unlucky of me!” Rikko moaned in pain.

“Stop talking Rikko!” Hunt Master ordered.

“Sergeant York! Do what you can for her.” Captain Pearson ordered.

“Yes Captain.” As he opened up his medical bag.

“We broke off part of the arrow to not injure her any farther.” Sodie informed.

“It’s a killing wound. You should just let me go Hunt Master.” Rikko requested.

Cutting open her leather armor with as sharp knife and scissor. The arrow had penetrated through the other side creating hole on her back side as well. The medic spoke with a grain of salt in his voice. “Even though I say it’s a clean penetration through her stomach. I can only pull out the arrow and stitch up the external wound, then bandage it to stop the bleeding. There’s nothing I can do about the internal bleeding. But even the doctors may not be able to help much with stomach wound.”

“The Stovkow forces are barely half a kilometer away.” Captain Pearson warned. “Sergeant York. Do what you just said and help her stay comfortable for now. Enemies are just too close for use to move her safely without causing her farther injury. Hunt Master, have one of your hunter stay with her. Let’s hope the battle ends quickly, just like our other fights, and get her to Daldia.”

The 3 medics carried Rikko farther into forest to perform their triage. Then gave her a morphine shot to ease the pain.

The Cowboy Group waited in silence. As the Stovkow’s marching sound grew louder. The medics had to quickly gag Rikko as she was high on morphine and started talking gibberish. She started to talk about finding a strong mate for her daughter and ask Hunt Master if he could do the job before the gag was tied to her mouth.

They had few close calls when few of the slavers pointed their family rod towards the forest to water the trees. They simply dropped their drawers giving the march a full moon. They seemed not to care or was shameless about it. For those in armor, they simply undid their armored cup and went about their business.

For nearly half an hour, Cowboy position waited in silence as the noise of the march felt it would never end.

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The lookout gave a hand signal as he moved behind a thick tree trunk. As the massage got passed down the line, everyone waited for the signal.

At Captain Wraeth’s signal, the rear landship started its engine and moved up out of the woods diagonally to block off the road, then fired of the 57mm gun to signal the battle. The shot pulverized the lead knights and everything behind him, causing panic, screams and terror from both men and horse.

Second landship quickly followed out of the woods in front of the first landship. As the landship moved forward it opened up its’ machine guns on the 2 front gun ports. Without a place to hide or retreat, some of the knights decided to charge the landship just to be mowed down by the machine guns never making it to the landship.

“Flamethrower. Follow the landship and flush out the ones running into the woods.” Captain Wraeth shouted. “Riflemen! Stay with the Flamethrowers.”

At 5 miles per hour, the landship slowly moved up as it ran over the dead and the wounded men and horses that could not move out of its way as it slowly crawled forward. The 2 front machine guns kept up its slaughter of men and horses as they were trapped on the road.

With the first 50 meters into the road of carnage. “Sweet Mothers…” Captain Wraeth cursed as he witnesses the road of death. “Major. This is too much. Lord Phoenix isn’t going to like this when he sees this.” As he looks at the dead men and horse with splattered inner spread all over the road.

“Damn! I think so too. Let’s move slower and give them a chance to surrender. Have the machine guns on the landship easy up on the firing and send up more riflemen to snipe the knights off the horses. That will at least save the horses and make it less messy." Major Jung ordered as he looked on the road of death.

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With the signal from the 57mm gun, Lumberjack machine guns opened up on the road. 150-meter length of road was nothing but death. On Lieutenant Turners command, everyone picked up from their hidden position and move up to the road.

The teams on the edge of their positions kept up firing their weapons as Stovkow forces moved to engage them or flee. but out of nowhere 2 of the Phoenix men were decapitated sending an alert shout from the men next to them.

A group of heavily armored men on horse charged them with lances. But in the center of their group, an obvious mage was casting another spell.

“We got a mage casting. 2 men down.” One of the Phoenix Private shouted before he himself was cut in half at his waist line.

One of the Lewis Gun dropped down and unloaded into the mage and his group. But something in front of the mage group forced most of the bullets to veer off and miss the group. But some of the bullets still hit the Knights next to the mage and the horses they all rode, causing them to crash forward as their horses died. One of the night rolled of the horse at it crashed and the mage simply floated and landed smoothly on the ground.

“Keep firing.” Lieutenant Rodrigues shouted from prone position.

The mage prepared to cast another spell as the Knight that rolled of the horse got in front of the mage to cover him. He brought his shield up to cover himself and kneeled in front of the mage to use his own body as an obstruction.

The entire forward squad was lifted into the air as an incredibly strong wind threw them 30 meters backward. 2 men died of broken neck from landing upside down while others suffered broken limbs, whiplash, and concussions.

The first Knight fell from multiple bullet wound. But he was quickly replaced by 3 other Knights as they jumped down from their warhorses to formed up with their shields up front. “Protect the Baron!” They shouted.

“Throw some grenade. Lewis Guns unload everything on the mage. Hold nothing back. Riflemen, flank them.” Lieutenant Rodrigues shouted his last command as he lost his head from being targeted by the mage. Then dropped his grenade killing a machine gunner and his loader.

As the machine guns from 3rd platoon unloaded into the mage group, 5 grenades made it to the mage group but 3 slowed down in front of them right before they all exploded. The wind shield between them protected the mage from most of the explosion from his front and his armor negated the the rest, but not from the sides. 2 of the grenade explode from the side blowing the mage off to the edge of the road and injuring the other knights around him.

“El Tee is down!”

With the mage temporarily incapacitated the riflemen that flanked them fired into everyone into the mage group.

“Keep moving. 1st and 2nd squad. Leap frog and keep moving.” Lieutenant Turner shouted as he quickly took over command of 3rd platoon.

When Lieutenant Turner got up to the incapacitated mage, he pulled out his pistol and unload his entire magazine on the mage helmet. The XO judged the mage to be simply too dangerous to even take as a prisoner.

Once the mage fell the resistance also fell as the slavers behind the mage fled back on the road or into the forest.

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Between the 57mm gun from the Road Block Group and the many small fire from the Lumberjack Group, it was more than enough sound to give the signal to the Cowboy Group.

Like the Lumberjack group the 150-meter length of the road became a road of death by the many Lewis guns. Except there were more non-combatants in the rear part of the march. Which Phoenix force quickly discovered as they moved up to the road.

Seeing dead humans for the first time ever. Spike was speechless. Especially the dead bodies of civilians and women on the supply wagons.

“What the fuck.” Spike said in horror. Then anger over took him. I wasn’t thinking. These are humans, not goblins. What the fuck was I thinking! We should have planned better.

Feeling nauseated, Spike look down the supply train as many on the supply wagons tried to flee back or run in toward the wood lines. Anyone wearing armor and making hostile movement were quickly targeted by the Riflemen. But the machine gunner held their fire.

Captain Pearson stood by Spike, watching his reaction to all this, expecting a demand from Spike.

“Captain Pearson. I... I. I’m not summoning the landships. We can’t fight like this. There are more civilians in the rear formation then soldiers. I will not have us murder these people. I want to crush the Stovkow, but not like this.” Spike spoke in distraught.

“Yes sir. I understand.” Captain Pearson spoke as he gently grabbed Spikes shoulder reassuring him that it will get done. Without taking his eye off Spike. “Lieutenant Walker!” he shouted.

“Yes Captain.”

“Lieutenant. As you fight down the supply train line, offer them quarter.”

“Yes sir. I understand.” Lieutenant Walker replied as he glanced at Spike before running to follow Captains order.

Unable to join Lieutenant Reed, Spike puked right there. Somehow, the smell of human blood sent a chilling feeling to Spike body and it overcame his senses. The nauseation finally took over and he vomited everything in his stomach.

“Let it all out sir. It’s better that way.” Corporal Robinson, his bodyguard team leader said.

Slowly getting up and whipping away the vomit from his lips and getting his sense back. “I don’t mean to pussy out, but I’m going to leave the rest of this battle to the others. I’m heading over the Rikko, I just came up with an idea to save her.” Spike said weakly.

Nodding in acknowledgement. “Yes sir." Turning his head. "Captain Allen. Looks like you won’t be getting your landships.” Captain Pearson comment as he watched Spike move out to Rikko’s position.

“It’s all good chap.” Captain Allen said as his eyes also followed Spikes walking away. “Looks like our Commanding Lord just had his cherry popped.”

“That he did. It had to happen sooner or later.” Looking at him strangely. “I’m still giving you temporary command of the cavalry, Captain Allen. I suppose you being a British officer and a gentleman, you know how to ride a horse?”

“Well now, I suppose everything is true except for the gentlemen part.” Captain Allen smiled in reply, as he commandeering an enemy knight’s warhorse.

“You are very... Un-British like.”

“I was born in London and raise in America half the time.” Captain Allen said as he laughed away while taking command of the Cav troopers. “This fight is already over, so we’ll just run them down until they can’t run no more.” and rode off on his merry chase.

“Lieutenant Reed. I’m going to put you in charge of the prisoners. Be sure to strip search them, then leave them in loin cloth until they have been properly processed. That includes the women too. Them wild women sometimes hide knives to stab you in your sleep.” He warned.

“Yes sir.” He replied somewhat amused at the idea of naked women.

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“As per your order sir. We are having the prisoners that have been processed digging mass graves at the 3 locations. The captured supply wagons are all moving up to our forward position. They are being prepped to be sent to Daldia. But they will have to be moved soon, before the road gets too clogged up.” Captain Pearson reported. “The supply was a good haul for the frontier folks. It will go far for the people. Especially from all the weapons and armor that will be reforged to needed tools.”

The 3 captains, the XO’s, the Major, and Spike were inside the command tent that was set up by the 2 landships. They sat around a field table with the recently drawn map of the area.

“The Cav troopers and Alpha are patrolling the roads. They are picking up mostly civilians coming back to the roads from getting lost in the woods.” Captain Wraeth reported.

“So basically it’s going to take more than a few days to clean up the mess.” Major Jung commented. “Lieutentant Ward. Were you able to get any of the informed prisoners to talk?”

“A few, sir. It’s a pity the Baron was too dangerous to keep alive for questioning. But there appears to be a rebellion in Stovkow. The Goblins subjugation force is only a part of their forces. One of their knight, Sir Kilowvk, in exchanged for medical help decided to talk to us. He claims Baron Myojhuk is rebelling from Stovkow and as we speak, their main forces are attacking the other nearby feudal lords, including Margrave Kyzdon. He said that he does not know the numbers as the Baron kept much of the information on need to know bases.”

“I see. Did he know how the Baron know about the Goblin horde?”

“No sir. He claims the Baron didn’t tell him how he know. Only that the goblin horde was headed in the Baron’s territory and they endangered the rebellion if left alone.”

“This really changes the dynamics on what we were initially planning for Stovkow.” Captain Wraeth added. “Is this rebellion just another side of the same coin. If so, it may be better to let them fight it out. Then clean up after them. Either way, Stovkow looks to be in trouble. Rebellion on their west and war in the east.”

“I think we’ve achieved our primary goal, and that was to stop Daldia from future raids. I don’t foresee any raids from the Stovkow in the near future. By then, we’ll be absolutely entrenched on Daldia area of the frontier.” Major Jung said. As he looked at Spike who appeared distracted. “What are you orders sir?” He said to bring Spike back to focus.

Trying to internalize the horror of the last battle, Spike barley followed along the discussion. It was very apparent to the officer that he going through some internal struggle from killing humans for the first time.

“I’m not sure Major. I want to make sure that Daldia and all our future allies in the frontier are safe from the east. But at the same time. I’m having some difficulty with the idea of killing fellow humans when we have a very clear enemy in the west. But I have enough common sense to know that if things were that easy, the frontier would not have been raid for the last 10 years.”

“I was planning to talked to you later, but I suppose it can’t wait.” Major Jung spoke calmly as if he were talking to a young student. “Captain Pearson briefed me on what happened during your fight so I understand what you are going through. But there is something you need to be aware of sir. Those civilians are not civilians. They are support. They only lacked a uniform but they were transport and logistics. Even if they were forced to help.”

“But that just makes them slave soldiers.” Spike replied in a upset tone.

“Might I remind you sir, that many of our enlisted men were drafted.” Major Jung calmly informed.

Spike went silent as he was informed. He simply looked at and listen to the Major to understand his point. And he could not say any after that.

“You have to understand sir. The common men have always paid for the decision of the few powerful people. This will never change. Our earth history is full of this example. You shouldn’t be so conceited in thinking that it was your responsibility to save them. Might I remind you sir. You didn’t put a gun to their head and forced them to raid the frontier.”

“No. I didn’t. But I’ve spent most of my non-childhood life trying to do the right thing. I suppose I’m struggling with trying to do the right thing in the Nexus and how much I hate this situation. I’m just confused.” Spike admitted.

“If it makes you feel any better sir. Killing fellow human doesn’t taste as good as killing inhumanoids. I think you would have noticed it if you weren’t so distracted from your internal conflict. But it’s like eating a meal without any spice and seasoning.” Major Jung said.

“Then what are your plans Major? Do you think we need to get involved in Stovkow civil war?"

“Taking your original goal if it hasn’t changed, and considering how difficult it is to navigate through the frontier wilderness. I’m planning to digging in at key locations by stationing a platoon size on each outpost near the Stovkow border. We’ll have the a single landship for each outpost to reinforce a platoon. The landships are almost useless from their lack of mobility farther west. But we’ll keep pushing into the west as we planned. We can put the prisoners to work by reopening the old roads going west and cut down trees to speed up the construction. They owe it to the frontier people for the past raids, so I have no qualm with putting them all in a chain gang. Hell, they even brought the metals to make the chains.” Major Jung informed his intent.

“Then I will leave everything up to your discretion Major Jung. But I have a request.” Spike said.

“Sir, you don’t request. You command.” Major strongly reminded Spike.

“Right.” Spike nodded in acknowledgement as he was reminded of his position. “Then I’m taking Lieutenant Moore and his platoon with me after the cleanup is over with. We are going to freelance into the frontier for a while. I think 4 days hunting and 3 days in garrison as I need some time with Marquis Daldia for magic lessons. And I will be back in a reasonable time frame for anything you need me to summon. Let me work my way up the chain of command as I learn. I’m smart enough to know that I lack the knowledge and experiences all you men possess. And this will give me some time to work out some personal issue while achieving my responsibility to grow stronger for everyone. We are all here until we die, so I believe this is best for our long term survival needs. What do you think Major?”

“Hm. That’s not a bad idea. Having you actively fight will garnish more points. I doubt we’ll face these large forces as we’ve done in the last few battles. Not until we have pushed farther into the frontier.” Looking at Spikes M249P. “My only recommendation would be that if you could slowly equip your freelance platoon with advance weapons such as yours or even summoning soldier who will come with said weapons would be my idea of your personal platoon.”

“Thank you for your support Major. I feel better already. Then, since all my senior officers are here I shall give a general order.” Taken a deep breath and exhaling as he looks at everyone. “Defend what is ours. Crush all enemy. I think it’s very simple and generalized enough for you gentlemen to have freedom to act without me having to approve everything. Yes?”

“Very good sir. I have heard and received your orders.” Major Jung replied in satisfaction.

“Then I’ll be heading back to Daldia with the supply wagon. I’ll take the first batch of the wagons now. While everyone is busy, I think it’s a good time for me to take some magic lesson from the Marquess.” And Spike left the tent.

Good. His making personal decision now. Major Jung thought.

“He left before I brief on the loss of Lieutenant Rodrigues.” Lieutenant Turner commented.

“He already knows. He heard about it from the 3rd platoon who are injured from the battle. I believe it’s one of the reason his heading back before us to study magic under the Marquess.” Captain Pearson informed. “Ah that reminds me. Major. Lord Phoenix asked me to inform you that he summoned a surgeon to conduct field surgery on Hunter Rikko. He said the good Doctor was very expensive. 7 times the normal rate. He said that there seem to be a shortage of hospital level medical personnel from most of the other war eras. So we should plan accordingly for all future medical needs.”

“That makes sense. Doctors don’t fight in the front. Looks like we’ll have problems with other essential non-combat supports. When we have enough men power we’ll just cross train some of our killers. Hm…we could also train locals for some of the support positions as well.”