Bosnia and Herzegovina, Brčko District, night.
No moonlight.
Only the flickering orange-red light reflected from burning buildings and the occasional trajectory of tracer rounds streaking across the night sky.
Lieutenant Colonel Milovan Kovach, Commander of the Serb Republic's "Special Police Force," crouched behind a broken wall, whispering into an encrypted satellite phone, his tone a mix of excitement and anxiety: "Yes, most of Brčko's eastern district is under control, but the Croatian ethnic militia is putting up a strong resistance near the refinery. We need more anti-tank weapons; they have a few old M-84 tanks."
A processed voice with a Spanish accent replied from the other end: "The second shipment is on its way, exchanging at the old tunnel of the E72 Highway. Remember, at three in the morning, wait only ten minutes. The 'Puma's' weak point is the rear engine compartment; don't let them flank."
