As soon as Dickson and the others left the strategy discussion hall, just like beasts that were injected with adrenaline vaccines, they moved energetically like excited bulls to their various squad camps.
To them, the ti was already ticking along for their escape as they quickly arrived and started instructing their subordinates.
For the first ti in his life, under Clarks suggestion and subsequent encouragent, Dickson was about to give his first morale-raising speech to his soldiers.
Standing before the dozens of soldiers who followed unwaveringly behind with him as the survivors from the dangers of the past few weeks, he felt dazed. These n and won passed through all the storms and survived with him.
Rembering Clarks words, he did not allow himself to continue looking dazed as he quickly snapped out of it. When he started speaking, it originally seed a little stiff but he gradually got more in tune with it.
From just a casual speech, it quickly turned into an impassioned speech as he spoke with vigor directly from his heart.
Without the temporary support in the form of Clark, he would have succumbed long ago to the pressure of the animals, especially when the surprising news of a 2nd alpha ca.
His desperation made him resonate with his soldiers than normal, as they responded passionately to his speech. They were Daland soldiers, they were ready for war if thats what the animals wanted, they were ready to fulfill their mission.
After ending the speech, his face was already red from how intense he was. He finally waved farewell to them and left command over them to his fiance, his second in command.
As the soldiers already knew about Clarks plans, they were not caught off guard by this sudden change, they just felt a little sad.
Dickson had a lot of things in his mind to say, but his mouth refused to open when he finally faced his fiance. In the end, their eyes communicated everything, he just kissed her on the forehead before turning to leave.
As he left, he raised a clenched fist at his soldiers before muttering out to them. For Daland!
For Daland!!
Though he did not hear a reply because they did not want to stir too much noise, he knew that they replied in their hearts. This was the passionate spirit of soldiers that is evoked in desperate situations.
In the Spartan camp, the dozens of soldiers stood orderly as they looked at their Major with a strong determined expression on their faces.
Clark did not say much, he just gave a short motivational speech to his soldiers to tell them that he was still there for them. That was all that mattered in this battle, he wanted a cohesive front for their escape.
After giving them his speech, he finally turned to his 2 seconds in commands. He wanted to give them a short motivational talk also, but he figured that they didnt need it so he just patted them on the shoulders.
Please, stay alive for .
With that, he also went out from there to prepare. He already left the Spartan squad to Diana, after over a month together, he had a lot of confidence in her leadership abilities.
After the general motivational speech from the leaders of the squads to their soldiers, they finally separated for more comprehensive preparations and for the assigned soldiers of the newly created flanking squad to et their leader.
Before his new subordinate soldiers could converge completely, Benny was already there and waiting for them.
When Clark suddenly dumped so many competent soldiers for him to lead, he felt a little panicked and overwheld by the sudden responsibility.
Though there were only 12 soldiers in the new squad that was created for him to lead, they were the cream of the crop just below Clark, Dickson, and the 2nd in commands.
They were all high-grade soldiers.
As he was of the sa rank as them, he did not try to impose any rules to show superiority nor did he try to give them any motivational speech, these were experienced and highly-skilled soldiers just like himself.
After asking them patiently and making sure that they were all on the sa page, he finally started expounding on the practicality of Clarks plan and their role in the plan.
For this mission, the direct battle was not their role, they were more like the back-up of the other soldiers.
For the first phase of the battle, the plan was for them to hide from the animals side and not engage actively in the escape movent. They would co out only when the situation of the others grew desperate.
The plan seed straightforward, but the hidden intricacies inside it were mind-boggling. They had to be careful, tily, ticulous, and most especially extrely precise with their actions.
When Clark went back after leaving his soldiers under Dianas leadership, he did not return to his tent, as usual, he went to a bigger tent that was erected conspicuously at the center of the camp.
Entering inside, he saw that Dickson was already inside. He was not surprised on seeing this as this tent was made for the both of them to prepare.
None of them spoke to each other, as they stared at the walls of the tent. The walls were lined with rows of weapons and equipnt, their preparation was just starting.
Both of them went to work imdiately, as they started selecting the weapon of choice that they wanted.
Of course, most of the gadgets and military equipnt there were provided by the Spartan squad. They didnt hide anything, as they would all beco useless if they did not survive.
Even their food supplies were not spared, yesterday, they had a big feast that may possibly be their last.
There was no way that they would let so of their soldiers be relegated to the role of support soldiers, now that they were in such a desperate situation. Doing that was just stupid.
The 2 support soldiers of Clarks squad finally freed themselves from the trouble of carrying the large supply bags, the bags were now empty.
Every single useful gadget was scrapped out and distributed to all the soldiers, every soldier that had a personal trump card all revealed it to let the squad device more precise plans around them.
After the distribution, the soldiers of both squads could be said to already be in their deadliest form.
They were all ard with their own weapons, the ones that were distributed to them, top-notch support gears and stealth coverage devices, and most especially exotic bombs.
As Clark said, this was an unconventional situation, and they were ready to employ unconventional ans to fight it. What better way to tip the balance than to blow everywhere up if the situation needs it?
This was the trump card that Clark finally settled on for the mission, none of the soldiers had objections, so they adopted it.
Even if the resistance was much than they anticipated, with dozens of highly energetic exotic bombs on each soldier, they could blow the animals territory to pieces without caring about the consequences.
At least that way, they would drag the animals to death also and so lucky ones could escape in the chaos. Practically every soldier of the allied squad was all suicide bombers in this escape mission.
A few minutes later after carefully slotting the weapons and equipnt into various places in their climbing uniform, both 2nd rank high-grade soldier leaders of this mission were set.
Even if there was no mirror for them to see themselves, they both knew that they were set for their escape, and if required, battle.
Both of them still left their climbing uniform dyed white, as it was now the custom uniform color of all the soldiers. That way, it could act as a camouflage to increase their escape options.
They looked just like twins if looked at from afar.
The white climbing vest covered their whole body, with a slim chanical white helt covering their face also.
They both had a sword slotted into a weapon hold installed at the back of their uniform, with pistols slotted and held firmly in various places of the uniform-the chest area, the leg, and shoulders were all filled up.
Their other more sophisticated weapons were miniaturized and hidden inside their white bags.
Clarks trademark spear was folded and compressed after undergoing so tweaks by the technical soldiers in the squad before he could keep it in his military bag.
For Dickson, his enormous shield could not be folded. They had to install so expensive miniaturizing equipnt into it, before finally compressing it into a ball shape to enter his bag.
Clark, I hope you are ready. This is a dangerous escape situation and it could easily divulge to a long battle if things beco complicated, you ate well yesterday, right? Dickson finally spoke out to break the silence.
Food? Hehe, no need to ask about that, Im stuffed full. Clark replied laughingly.
Good, lets go.
Though they were both about to face an extrely dangerous situation, they did not radiate any nervousness or anxiousness out. They were already deep in it, and they would not hesitate again.
This was really a no retreat, no surrender situation. If the animals spotted them, its either they died, or they eradicated the animals.
After thinking into it for the past few hours, they finally settled on a codena for the mission. This would at least give their efforts more importance, it was good for morale also.
The mission was codenad operation scaling the mountain.
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