It was 0500, Brendon, Vincent and 2 other soldiers are on patrol duty. 'Damn, I feel so sleepy.' said Brendon. 'Do I look like I am very energetic?' said a grumpy Vincent who was woke up by the previous patrol shift halfway through his sleep. 'Hey, you are the vice - captain of our group aren't you?' asked Larhvin, pointing at Vincent. 'Yes, that's right.' answered Vincent. 'I'm Larhvin, PFC. Say, how long do you think this war will last?' asked Larhvin. 'I don't know' answered Vincent. 'Another month and I will be holding a wedding. I hope this will finish fast.' said Larhvin, looking into the sky. 'It will be, believe in us and our allies.' said Brendon, giving Larhvin a pat on the back. It was around 0600, halfway through Vincent and team's patrol, the alarms sounded. 'That alarm, it means enemy fighter plane in bound!' shouted Larhvin. Let's go back to Terence.' said Vincent. They ran back to Terence's camp and went in. 'Terence, the alarms, what do we do?' asked Vincent. 'Get everyone off the beach and to the nearest underground shelter, help the civilians in first.' ordered Terence. 'Yes sir!' replied the team and headed out to spread the order. Everyone was ready to move when Terence head out. 'HQ want us somewhere else, lets go!' ordered Terence. 'Sir, where are we going?' Brendon asked. 'To Malaysia, DPRK is attacking them.' replied Terence. 'But, how bout Singapore?' asked Larhvin. 'It seems UN has sent a large amount of troops to Singapore and since we are better with the tropic climate, we are to go support Malaysia troops.' explained Terence.