[color=ed1c24][b]Free Commonwealth of PA[/b][/color] During the day, things remained quiet and still, but as soon as night fell, madness broke loose. These cultists scurried about like rats, hiding in sewers and tunnels they had dug. For now, they were nothing more than a pest they had to deal with; their numbers were few, as if the Cult dismissed the Commonwealth and hadn’t really thought it would invade. Every so often you’d hear an explosion, as soon as troops came upon a sewer or tunnel, a grenade would go in. For the most part it would seal the hole, but there were instances where it was like stepping on an ant hill, as cultist poured and were a pest. The men gathered the dead bodies of the cultist, and placed them on great piles far from where the main body of this battle group stood, and set them ablaze. The bodies of their own men, were carried to the rear to be given heroes burials back home. They had marched a few miles across the border, and had a quite a bit to go, based on the Cults tactics, they would need to go slowly or risk being struck from behind. Whistles rang, and the men picked up their gears, and they continued their march. Near the southern part of the main line, workers were fast at work. They were laying down a railroad track that connected to Harrisburg. The idea being that this line would follow the progress of the men ahead of them, providing a supply line. The down fall being that it meant keeping a slow pace, but since they would need to move slowly due to the cult’s penchant for hiding and attacking at night, this would prove beneficial. General Samuels marched forward with his men; he was responsible for Battle Group Jericho. His group located dead center of the main battle line. He was a kind man towards his men, but relentless towards his enemies. He gave no quarter, surrender equaled death. He was formerly an officer with Talon Company, he had fought in DC, but once he was given an offer to join the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania for a hefty amount of caps, he couldn’t say no. Unlike most of the soldiers and officers, he wasn’t a religious man. He only believed in caps, and completing the mission he was paid for. He was unsure how he felt about this religious zealotry he saw in his man, but it was beneficial as it drove them to fight. This he would be able to work with.