“You remember the terms that I proposed, so please don’t give me any bullshit. Tell me your country of allegiance, how you came here, and all the knowledge that you have about this region”.
Clark spoke out as he faintly tapped repeatedly on the armrest of his mechanical chair while staring directly at his counterpart.
“Major, you know that revealing information about one’s country is sensitive, please be considerate”.
“Dickson…, don’t try my patience. Even if I had ulterior motives about this temporary alliance before, seeing that this group of soldiers is led by you changed most of my thoughts”.
“I will not exploit you; I will also reveal information about my squad once I have yours. Just don’t lie, you know more than I do that an alliance would do us both some real good in this region”.
“In fact, why am I even explaining to you. Your squad is the one under our mercy here, don’t try my hand”.