They weren’t the only ones who considered recon. The enemy must have performed their own, cutting off the lines of communication. Now the equipment was as useless as a string with a single tin can.
They knew the other side was more familiar with war. There were jokes that they were made for battle. We’ve spied some of their conversations where they said we were better at intelligence. Well I guess we didn’t learn anything from that one. But something on this scale was never expected. The introduction of navel warfare.
“Martin, I should have known. Who else knew this land better than you?” He was infamous because of the familiarity he had and the threat he presented.
“C’mon Taylor, you always use your best pieces for the final moves. And I was the one who severed your line.”
“I figured that much.”
They both looked out on the lake.
“Beautiful isn’t she?”
A smile grew on Martin’s face as Taylor looked down in defeat.
“False information,” muttered Taylor.
“That’s right. This was first thrown on the table as a joke. But when people get behind something and give it an awesome name like ‘Operation Breaking Water’ code named ‘DamnAmn’ it can’t be stopped. All we had to do was make you think we were behind schedule until it was too late. Now that my job’s done I’m going for a swim, you in?”
Martin was in the process of taking off his shirt and shoes.
“After all that running I went through for no reason, no! But I think I’ll sit here for a while.”
With a running start Martin yells out, “And the boys win!”
“Do you think we’ll have any classes together this year?” asks Taylor.
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