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[sub][color=silver]December 30th, Rear Trench[/color][/sub][/centre][hr]
The observation post was then handed to two replacement soldiers, as the three returned to the rear line to get themselves some rest. And by rest it's more like boredom. Such is trench life. There's no running, jumping, hopping around, nor was there books to read or games to play. Everything is just so limited. As a result, all what Michael did were mostly just having a bit of cleanup in Trebin village and then just wandered around the village ground admiring the snow. For all he knew, it was rare seeing snow in Tyrella, despite how cold it was during this time of the year. If not at all, it would be a few days of light snow, so seeing how much of it today does tickle his curiosity. But it didn't take long until he was summoned by a Sergeant, not that he needed to go anywhere anyway.

Before he thought of what he was summoned for, the quick briefing indicated a mission. A trench raid. And apparently he and his group were supposed to capture at least 2 people for some interrogation. All the moral worries about what would they do to those two or even the danger of going into enemy trenches asides, how was he going to even do this? It was easy to kill someone intentionally. It was easy to spare someone intentionally. But it wasn't easy to knock someone out to drag them back intentionally. 

The mission would start in 2 hours. Michael would spend most of its time in the village inn, figuring out what he needed to bring for this. Aside from his gun for ranged combat, his hatchet for close quarter and some grenades, he wasn't sure what else. He probably would want his spade, even though he wasn't going to dig things, since in case of someone screwing up, he could dig himself a hidy hole in the midst of No Man's Land. It wouldn't be a good solution for that matter, but it was the best. But other than that, what was he going to bring? Satchel charges were probably impossible to get, so that's out of the equation. 

[color=bf00ff][b]"I don't know what to bring..."[/b][/color] He rubbed his temples as his equipment is laid out on the table in front of him. [color=bf00ff][b]"What do you people bring anyway?"[/b][/color]

He said to those few people nearby from his task group, whether they be just chilling out or were also preparing themselves for the mission.