Everyone seemed to perk up immediately as a voice rang out. 

“You bring the firewood?” Conner called out, waiting to hear the countersign signaling it was the Partisan group and not the enemy. 


“Enough for a bonfire,” rang back a voice. Everyone immediately relaxed as the Sergeant went to open the door, letting in a group of six men and women into the silent cabin, everyone sizing the group up. When they had started the mission, they had told their main duty was to provide resources and backup, but Rose wanted to get back to Vincent and the woman. The more she replayed the afternoon’s events in her mind, the less clear it was. 


As the group filed in, the Americans naturally fell closer together, untrusting of their new allies. So far, most everyone had only fought alongside other Americans, and trusting internationals was unnerving. 

“We’ve brought ammo and rations, a couple batteries as well. Base supplies are already low so we weren’t able to bring all of the requests. We also have our medic with extra morphine and gunshot kits if any of your team needs medical assistance before we begin. General Mathews didn’t tell us much about what we’d be doing after meeting up with you, so everyone still needs to be briefed. But, we’ve been traveling all day and already lost one of our own, so unless this is time sensitive, my men need rest,” Connor said, addressing the new group. Rose’s head dipped at the mention of Vincent as she fought back a bit of bile, and she could feel the hate radiating off of Josh. But, she was grateful Connor didn’t offer more on the subject.