"Well, that is my back up option. However, I was thinking about early retirement.
We could offer early outs. Or... send them to the felinid front. Put them all
together on a mission, and hope for the best- a massacre."
That made her laugh. "It would cerrrtainly lull the enemy into a false sense of
securrrity, putting those puffed up desk-jockeys out therrre. Well, let's assume that
we can't do that, and see if we have the budget to offerrr earrrly rrretirrements. If
we don't we'll have to pick and choose and 'convince' the worrrst ones to go and
figurrre out what to do with the rrrest. The felinid frrront-" it dawned on her that
they were both already thinking about it as a front of war "-errr, the felinid frrront
is an option. They'll have to shape up orr get killed. Black will whip them into
shape fast, too."
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