Snippet #1448199

Satosha stepped outside, walking out onto the balcony of his room. The sun began to rise as he looked out into the city. What once was the beautiful city of Tokyo was now a battle scarred land, most of the building suffering some kind of damage. The upper part of the city, where the Britannian noble's lived, was perfectly fine, yet this part was left the way it was, with no repair. He could see people huddled around trashcans with fires lit inside, and children playing in the streets, their clothing old and worn. Because of Britannia's high taxing, the people could barely afford food, yet alone new clothing. He sighed and went back inside. He got dressed, wearing his tradition Japanese attire. He walked downstairs, entering the command center of the Tenbatsu, the organization dedicated to the removal of Britannia from Japanese soil. There were large monitors on the walls, showing various data such as maps and supply routes. As Satosha walked in everyone stood at attention.

"At ease." He said, waving his hand. He stepped up to a monitor, viewing the supply route of Britannian guns and supplies throughout northern Japan. "I see they are still busy...Changing their routes after we attack them." The last major attack seemed to be a blow to Britannia. The cargo was something much more precious than supplies. The girl, Maja, whom he found inside on of the trucks, turned out to be his most valuable discovery. Because of her, he was given a trump card to stand against Britannia, the Geass. This power would help him save the people of Japan, and make Britannia pay. Yet, he also remembered the promise he made to Maja, to help restore her memories, and help her find out who she was. He was a man of honor, and would not stop until he helped her.

Satosha pondered what his next move should be...should he attack, or should he wait for more information. Bringing his hand to his chin he began to think. Another shipment of supplies would be traveling nearby tomorrow to a Britannian outpost. It was likely to be heavily guarded, yet, he was expecting it.

"Okay. I have it. They expect us to attack this cargo shipment...That is why they drive it so close to our territory. So we will oblige them. I will have a small group attack from the mountains. However, we will also set up automated turrets to give the impression that we have sent more troops. They will believe we are attacking them with full strength, but as they send out more reinforcements we will strike the base they were delivering the supplies to. I will lead the attack on the base. After five minutes I want the convoy attack team to retreat. We do not need casualties when the enemy reinforcements arrive. Now then, who wants to go with me to attack the base?"