[center][h2]Corporal James Hunt|Inside the Coach House[/h2][/center]

James, having finished with everything he could do to occupy himself, took up a position keeping an eye out a window facing the road heading into Vasel while the others mixed and mingled with each other. He couldn't shake the feeling that something big was on the horizon, but he couldn't place it. [i]Well, here's hoping it's that we get to sit back and relax. Plenty of the squad needs it.[/i]

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One half hour later, he turned and acknowledged the captain, Stichler, and the commander. Finally they would learn the plan and he or Stichler could give the squad some good news. He leaned against the wall and listened as the Captain spoke, noting as each person lined up where they were needed. There was a couple of people shifted out of squad four, Skye being one and then. [i]Stichler? Then who in the hell is leading us?[/i] Still, he kept his mouth shut until after everyone had been assigned. As he went to ask who was in charge of squad four, the Captain assigned it to him for the duration of the battle. "Understood Captain. Alright squad 4, lets move into the back area. Once I figure out who's still with us, well get fireteams arranged." He realized that with Stichler's transfer, they were short at least one lancer, so their anti-tank power was slightly diminished. [i]This is going to be tricky.[/i]