336 Increased Heat

"You met an Ottoman task force of around fifty plus people?" Helio asked frowning as he almost had his entire face on the map sticking one more pawn on to the paper indicating the movement of the enemy. 

"Aye captain." The patrol team leader nodded seating there with a cup of mead before him. "And they retreated right away after the encounter." 

"Strange, indeed strange." The captain who now has entered his middle age with some untidied moustache growing around his chins, frowned and commented. "There has been several occasions and witnesses recently about this kind of situation where by the Ottomans will pull back  after a brief stand off avoiding all potential fights…"