Meet the Commander

Commander Pub sat in his chair at the head of the conference table listening to the morning briefing. It hardly interested him anymore seeing as it was all the same shit. Supplies are low. Morale is down. The Bastards seem to get stronger every day. "Can we just end this early?" Pub interrupted the droning analyst. "We've had the same fucking report for the last 3 fucking weeks! I'm tired of this!"

"But sir, it's standard pro-

"BULLSHIT IT IS! You know as well as I do that if we don't put our plan into action soon we'll lose our chance!" Pub was talking about a discovery that a scout had made a year earlier. Every year on December 21, the bears defensive shields enhance in power in preparation for the arrival of new troops for approximately one month. However, when the power is routed to their main shields, they leave their underside fairly vulnerable. The scout had discovered that the bears main fortress could be accessed through the ruins on New York City's sewer system.

"But sir, we don't even know if that route is still accessible."

"Well theres only one way to find out. This meeting is adjourned. The attack will be in two weeks. I advise you prepare yourselves."