Change of Plans

I was still trying to figure out the right words to describe how fucking pissed off I was right about now though I just kept using the words I knew in quantity just to somehow keep the casualties to a minimum—better yet, just exactly at two because as much as I would have liked to resolve this issue and breach of trust peacefully, I simply just can't.

Sure, at this moment in time, these two fucks and wherever the fuck they came from hadn't done any damage yet but there was also a damn good reason they didn't just launch an attack at this joint because one, like my answer earlier: they simply couldn't and two, the very basic concept of attempting shit like this as they were starting was to gather information.

It involved knowing their target's total number of people, their main base and sub-base locations, effective firepower, response times in different situations, and so much more.