It took a little time for everything to fall into place. John just wasn’t used to having an entire room all to himself. And the room is spacious. Very much so. The barracks originally meant for atleast 40 soldiers lying in bunk beds, left lots of room for just three men. After he had gotten settled into his room, the only room not already spoken for, he didn’t mind that at all. He had put his clothing, mostly military issue. With only a few things remaining from his previous life that he wouldn’t tear open the moment he put them on. He had laid on the bed for a time not sure what to do. He had a schedule that said they’d be free. Not really sure where he got that schedule during all this. The name on the file said Yertz, and something about a command rank only. Not that he understood any of that.

He laid there for a time, not sure what to do, then decided to see just how old that computer terminal is. Maybe get some news about the outside world. It’d been awhile since he’d read a newspaper. So he wasn’t sure what the general conflict is like, or how the common man was doing in this time. Here in Vulpes they are far enough behind the front lines that there was no worries for civilians or military alike. Getting up and off his bed he made his way to the common area. And made for the computer, checking to see if any of the rest of the team had decided to come out.

He sat down at the computer terminal and quickly familiarized himself with it. Booting the computer up he is presented with a log in screen. And it takes him a moment or two to try and remember the one he was told to make shortly after training began. Soon he is surfing a military internet, looking through recent reports and news on the current war efforts. Such things as artillery and bombing actions along the north front were referenced. A major altercation along a new salient that the United Front had managed to bore into the Faiths lines was getting headlines. It looked like the war hadn’t lessened or worsened at all it seemed, just got a little more complicated.

As he sat there he started to feel this odd pressure in the back of his head. It wasn’t from the computer screen, he hadn’t been sitting there that long. But slowly it got worse, he sat back in the chair, rubbing his temple, not sure that the heck is going on.

John winced, attempting to endure this odd pressure. It is giving him one heck of a headache, and is quite possibly one of the least enjoyable things he’s had happen to him in awhile. He sat there for a time before something clicked and in his head he heard, “Squad N3. Squad N3. Prepare for a visit by General Yertz. This message will repeat.” John blinked, a visit from a general? Okay that’s something to be wondering about. He got up and went to each of his squad mates asking only one thing, “Did you get that message about a visit from the general?”