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Invasion Plan
Bright and early- about an hour before we were usually yanked out of bed, Forty came to my room and unceremoniously flopped on my bed, startling me out of a sound sleep. “Hey… wake up,” she said, her voice sounding cross.
I rolled over and looked up at her. “Oh… hi. Did they tell you the plan?”
She sighed. “The plan… it’s what we thought. Grandpa hoped you would be able to activate your tablet so we could just waltz in there, massacre the guards, and waltz back out with everything they’ve got. Obviously, that’s not going to happen now, and he’s pretty pissed. He told me that if I survive this raid without taking an injury, I can keep my rank. If I’m injured, he’ll bounce me back to Delta foot soldier.”
“If you die, obv
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