Meanwhile, Vic was called in to his superior's office for a report. His commander, a Raccoon Dog with a rank of Major, was waiting.
"You requested for me, sir?" Vic saluted.
"I have, Lieutenant. Your group did quite a bit of progress to expose Dragonstorm. The data you've acquired revealed much of their operations, their projects, and even a few more facilities they're using as backup if Pelvanida is discovered. Now is the time we started planning for strikes against these bases, and that will need more soldiers for the mission. Also...because that Pelvanida we know is out of business, it would be unlikely we'll need Professor Smithson and the experiments for the immediate future..."
"So...how do I fit into the mission? The reason I was needed last time was because I too know my way around the base."
"You also have experience against these Dragonstorm abominations, and even though Commander Jones died of mortal wounds, you still have an excellent record as a combat medic. You and Sergeant Aiko are still needed for these missions. Your friend Snow might still be useful, if she wants to of course. She may now be a legal citizen, but she's no soldier."
"I'll speak of it further with her. We had left some friends back before, and..."
"Dr Zainasiu and his company? New 'Dragonstorm' terrorists? We know they aren't whom they are claimed to be by the military, but as of now, our hands are tied. We can only help them by destroying Dragonstorm. Hopefully your friend will think more on helping complete the mission as well as finding her boyfriend..."
"Yes, sir..."
"Stick around, Lieutenant. I may need to talk to you again soon. Dismissed."
The two saluted, and Vic walked out of the office back to the mess hall...