President Paul nodded slightly,
"Connect me to the front line of the 148th Regiment."
The people around didn't understand, but they still helped dial the phone.
"Hello—"
Paul held the handset, "Who's the commander of the 148th Regiment?"
"Major Leant Rose!"
He nodded, "Major Leant, this is Paul Constantine Stuart."
"Mr. President, hello!"
The person on the other end spoke with a strong accent, which satisfied Paul, "The evil forces of the United States are approaching our land, I hope you can hold them back."
"For Texas! For President Paul!"
These words hit the nail on the head for him, especially the latter part.
He had long envied how Victor's army would rally before marching with cries of: "Long live Victor!"
Just five simple words, he had longed to hear.
"If you need anything, ask now."
