MLC Command Center Location.
Early morning, 5:30 AM.
Bang—
A 60-mm mortar shell landed in the camp, collapsing one of the tents.
"Mortar attack—!"
The sudden scream shattered the previous peace.
Two cooks in the center of the camp setting up a fire to make breakfast were so startled that they dropped the cleaned and gutted lamb to the ground and started scrambling, clutching their heads.
Bang—
Before the scream subsided, another mortar shell exploded in the camp.
The blast wave flipped over the control center's canvas roof; Colonel Kandar was tackled to the ground by two guards who rushed in, while his favorite mistress curled up in the corner, her fingers painted with bright red nail polish grabbing her hair as she let out a ghostly scream.
"Sir! Enemy discovered on the east side..."
The communications report was cut off by the explosion of another rocket, and the flickering tent lights cast twisted shadows on the violently shaking canvas.
