[color=ed1c24][h3]Sgt. Rhine[/h3][/color]
Such anger and lack of discipline. Rhine raised an eyebrow as the Hunt unleashed his tirade. At least he didn't have to worry about him lasting long. Hot heads like him never did. Fortunately the man seemed to be just as eager to get rid of him as Rhine was, and 'ordered' another trooper to escort him back to the house. Rhine didn't even try to dispute the statement made about dishonour. Despite numerous arguments that could be made, all would be lost on such a simpleton. He was below him, and Rhine was perfectly fine not even wasting his time. The girl escorting him, on the other hand, was acting exactly like a soldier should: quiet and professional. It somewhat relieved Rhine to know that there were in fact compete and proper soldiers in this squad, and he hadn't been defeated by a group consisting solely of lowlifes. The way she carried and conducted herself reminded him of the Imperial military. If she had been on his side, he had no doubt that she would have made an complementary soldier. It was this respect that made him not mind answering when she asked about something that really was none of her business.

[b]"You know, if your higher ups discover about you officially surrendering like that, I am sure it won't go well for you."[/b] Rhine frowned as she made her remark. Her words were very true, Imperial command was not at all tolerant or forgiving when it came to officers or NCOs who surrendered voluntarily. [b]"Hmph, it seems you should be worrying more about what could happen to your own squad than what will happen to me. But you're right. If I survive this war, I might be jailed or even executed... But my men will live, and not have wasted their lives on a pointless battle. That is an acceptable outcome by any measure."[/b] As they approached the house, Rhine brought back his usual stern and leering expression to avoid looking weak to his men, despite the surrender. [b]"That is something you should also consider. You may well find a time where it's your squad holed up in a house, Imperials barking at the door. It's in no ones best interest to prolong a battle guaranteed to be lost."[/b] 
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[color=0072bc][h3]Lilly Jatmoore[/h3][/color]
Lilly spent the next couple hours standing either next to the door or looking out the window in the second floor of the coach house, guarding the prisoners like Glaive had asked. Private Durandal was also there, though Lilly didn't talk to her. The cold silence that she had gotten after asking about her emotional state earlier in the day was enough to make Lilly give her some space for the rest of the day. Clearly her questions (despite her intentions) had not been welcome. Fortunately the Imperials didn't give them much trouble, with most of them either still nursing their wounds or still shaken up from their defeat. That was a relief to Lilly, for she didn't think she would survive a brawl if the prisoners attacked her all at once. Even with Durandal's assistance she doubted they would succeed in beating them back into submission.

About half way through the third hour of guarding, she heard shouting, followed by the progressively louder sound of engines approaching. After checking to see that Durandal had the prisoners under control, she took a quick peak out the window and was relieved at what she saw. Nine Gallian tanks, a combination of medium, light and tank destroyers, were heading down the road towards the coach house with infantry riding on their roofs. Almost two full platoons. Reinforcements had finally arrived.
[h3]Captain Meulemann[/h3]
[b]"Sir, We've made it to the coach house." "I can see that, Private. Please, do not think that my eyesight has deteriorated so far that I cannot identify a building."[/b] After he had replied to his navigator's (very unnecessary) report, Meulemann spoke to the driver and radioed the rest of the armour [b]"Alright gentlemen, do lend me your ear. We will be using the coach house as a staging area for our assault on Vasel. Since we are a tank short, We will be drafting Squad 9 and their medium tank into our column and leave squad 4 in reserve in case something unpleasant happens. Please take the time to make ready while I meet with the other squad leaders."[/b] With that, the column slowly pulled up to the house and parked along side it. The drivers left their engines running in case the tanks needed to be moved quickly, but the infantry disembarked and began to socialize amongst themselves and the militia squads at the house. While his company was enjoying the brief bit of downtime, Meulemann took it upon himself to check in on Sgt. Hoek and sent a runner after 'Sgt.' Celeste. 

***

The report he got from Hoek was less than pleasant. While the squads had managed to take the coach house, Squad 9 had a fair number of walking wounded who couldn't fight all that effectively. That meant they'd have to play the shell game and shuffle around some of the squad members. The prisoners they had apparently taken would also need to be guarded, a duty probably delegated to those not fit for combat. Before he could make any decisions, though, he'd need to talk with Stichler and find out the state of her squad. 

It didn't take long to find her, for she hadn't strayed far from the house, so the runner was able to bring her to Meulemann just after he finished talking with Hoek. [b]"Sgt. Stichler, how are you? I trust squad four has been behaving in Sergeant Harald's absence. Now, let us get down to business. Thank you, private, dismissed."[/b] After he sent the runner away, he discussed the current situation with Celeste, asking her the state of the squad, who was wounded, if any were dead, followed by telling her the current situation with squad 9. [b]"Unfortunately, I want to have a full squad of infantry accompanying Sgt. Hoek's medium tank, so we will need to do a bit of reshuffling."[/b] He crossed his arms and brought a hand up to his chin as he thought. [b]"If we pull one man from every other squad in my company, and combine them with squad 4 and the remnants of squad 9, we should be able to get a decent number of recruits. If we are especially cunning in our organization, we might be able to avoid leaving any single squad missing more than one or two troops."[/b] He nodded his head in affirmation as he mulled the plan over. [b]"Yes, that should do it. Sgt. Stichler, I'll leave it up to you to get the two squads organized. Please have them both rally up in the main room of the coach house. I'll send some of my potential candidates there as well. They can chat amongst themselves while we finalize the squad composition. Dismissed."[/b] Without further ado, Captain Meulemann headed back to the column, thinking over who he should send to meet with the militia. Corporal Helfer would be a good idea, since he had worked with them before... Soon, several more names had surfaced as potential candidates, and the Captain was calling over individual squad leaders to discuss the situation and send the men on their way. 
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