The next day, 0600 H.
Luke stood before Major George. Fortunately, George had a friendly expression and a laid-back mood. He sipped his brewed black coffee and both feet hung on his wooden desk. The wide maps semi-folded on one side to accommodate his coffee and his feet on the other.
"It's good to see you like this, Major," Luke said.
"It's because of you, Luke. I have heard the news. Now, we can have our revenge. Quit standing there, join me!" George nimbly stood up and poured hot water on a white mug with the Command's flag on it. "Sugars?" He asked while he placed two teaspoons in hot water.
"Yes, please."
"So, why are you here? Are you here to report?"
"Partly yes, Major."
"Go on then," The Major stirred the mug with coffee. The aroma filled the office and strongly invaded Luke's nostrils.'
