Wolf:
"That's confidential corporal."
A medic comes over to adress Moore's wound.
"But I have to admit that you've had quite the first day here on Vita. I've read the reports. 3 tanks, 1 self-propelled AA, and an assortment of infantry, all while going solo."
He empties the ash from his cigar.
"The major has pestered me to give him some able forces for some more discreet operations. Raids and whatnot. So I'll offer you and your crew a chance to become the major's "able forces". Either that, or it's back to the frontline. Interested?"
Smasher:
The desk-jockey stops you before you leave the HQ.
"We happen to need an engineer to assist the capture of one of our old observation posts up north..."
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