Flash Fiction: Backup

I need you on lookout.

Keep me posted about the patrols. If any of the soldiers are about to enter the barracks, you give me an alert. Don’t worry. I can handle all the sleeping soldiers on my own. After all, I am one of the top operatives. Check your walkie. Okay, good. I’m ready to go in.
Wait. Three squads of soldiers are entering the barracks. This was not in the intel. What do you mean so what? I am good, but I can’t take on hundred soldiers alone.

Change in plan. Come with me. Your’re my backup…


Word Count: 99

Prompt:

Carrot Ranch 28 Feb Flash Fiction Challenge

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