[center][h3][color=00aeef]Henri[/color] [/h3][/center]

[color=00aeef]Mischief Reef/Đá Vành Khăn/Panganiban Reef[/color]

Henri was packing, as he heard the news through the Radio. [color=00aeef]"So, the second coming of Roosevelt decided to try his hands at foreign affairs"[/color] 

Not that Henri really cared for what the POTUS was planning. Someone else might have been hopeful that the rest of the world would receive a piece of American reforms, but Henri knew better. The USA simply wanted to secure again their position in world politics they had been losing as of late. And even if their thoughts were more altruistic, a politician rarely was skilled beyond their specialty, if they were skilled at all.

But enough about politics. Henri needed to consider all the equipment he'd need in Cambodia. Besides the regular military gear, Henri needed to iron his formal suit. It was likely he'd be guarding some VIPs in Phnom Penh, and that would mean black suits, ties and sunglasses.

The whole job was exhausting enough that once Henri was finished, he needed a shower. The refreshing water admittedly helped to strengthen his spirit again. After drying, grooming and dressing, Henri looked at himself in the mirror.

[color=00aeef]"How did that saying go again"[/color]  He pondered. [color=00aeef]"Oh, right. He's tanned, rested and ready for action"[/color] 

With that, Henri took his suitcases and prepared to join the others.