Pamela's visit was just aimed at clearing the air between us. She thought I had gone rogue, and when she realized I was just trying to gain some contribution points, she left. The good thing is, I got a warm meal out of the visit. It would be strange if I walked into the cafeteria, ordering food when everyone expects me to be on the frontline.
Another thing I observed was that civilians didn't know what was going on in the frontlines. This was my conclusion after Pamela displayed deep shock at my condition when I stepped out of the portal with bloodied and torn clothes. Regardless, everything went well as expected, and I had a good sleep.
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— 5AM, The Next Day —
Stepping out of the spatial gate linked to my tent, I could hear soldiers running helter-skelter, preparing for the big day. If all goes well today, we should be able to breach the walls of Lake Charles and take the city.
