Thirteen
The brisk night air drifted back and forth while we stood on the brink of another human failure.
In the original plans, an underground tunnel lead directly to a hangar in the labour camp. The size and function of it were hard to figure out by what we learned from the map, but it was our only way in. The plan was to invade with a small division that would eliminate the towers and barricade the warden hangars, thus allowing us to open the gates to bring in the barrels of fuel and the rest of our army. We found the entrance to the tunnel only to determine that it was a sewer. Although judging by the size, it had been built for something different. Little care went into disguising the entrance.
A group of twenty people, we divided five for each tower. As night descended, we entered
