The day after Josh and Justin were summoned, the two were sitting in a small conference room alongside Hoaz, Greq, and Loath. Mithrael sat at the head of the table, a frown on his face as he looked at the map.
"Sir, with all due respect, the enemy has us outclassed in everything but numbers." Justin began as he looked at the current positions drawn on the map. "Your idea to not engage them was the right choice. The wise choice on their side was to do a 'defense in depth'. They have likely set up as many mines as they have, with killboxes pretty much exactly where these troops are near the Esponia foothills are."
He circled an area just south of what remained of Esponia.
Justin then noticed the arched eyebrows of the Brishan residents.
"A killbox is essentially what it sounds like. We outline an area where if the enemy walks into it, we can target them without being seen. For example, the enemy's killboxes are likely right here where your 5th and 7th armies are."
