“Twenty to forty folks today at least, I think.” The ragged cavalry officer declared to his deputy as they strutted alongside their contemporaries, waiting for a reason to unsheath their newly-polished sabers and cock their long-loaded rifles. Real action had yet to come to Bhutan, aside from a few miscreants within the expedition and several other socialist bandits who thought their daggers could slice bullets. Arrests were common, but blood wasn’t.

“The reds are just lining themselves up to be sent back to Burma, no? Makes you think if it’s any different in the capital.”

The officer shrugged while digging in his backpack for something to eat. “If it is, I’d like to see at least a little bit of it; if I’m gonna write a memoir I’d want at least one good thing to mention while on duty.”

The deputy nodded dismissively while watching the snow-peaked cliffs in the distance, also wondering what this drag of a mission would conclude with.

The Thunder Dragon Empire Annexes LH049, LH048, LH047, and LH050