João Fortusinho was pleased to know Vokranof curriculum... João Fortusinho: I see you know how to command troops in assaults, I will gave you my best able men so you may command a brigade. Your task isn't pic-nic, you will storm the town of Covilhã. Carefull... That land has many workmen from the factories, many of them are Neo-Septembrists of Republicans... They will opose to you, and many are in the National Guard. Those are the must motivated National Guard available by the governament in the... Province thiiiing, what ever they call this region. They hear a plane hovering in the air... João Fortusinho: Wait! This is no ordinary plane... I don't know the sound of this engine. What the hell... Looks at the window... João Fortusinho: Shit he is stopping there! What the hell... The fighter lands on a plain land. Two pilots get out. Smoke a cigarette, and soon 3 horsemen came by them. They where from the National Guard. They talk for a while, and then each one goes out... http://acesflyinghigh.files.wordpress.com/2012/04/bf-109f-hungarian-af-2.jpg Source:http://acesflyinghigh.files.wordpress.com/, viewed on 21th Jannuary 2014, at 16:17PM João Fortusinho: We must get those three! They must have some instructions from Lisbon, or from the airplane! That is strange... I don't know that damn airplane! But i know it is a war airplane, i saw them on the newspaper, it must be those new ones... Damn i don't know how to blow this ones... The old war biplanes where simple, just shoot at the center of the cross, they will bleed gasoline and crash! It is where they have the gas tank... This is bad, they have new aircraft! Damn... Come on Vokranof! Pick your rifle and come!!!! They start walking among the rocks, and soon they catch up the horsemen... Fortusinho takes his long Lebel Rifle, sets the sights and shots over one horsemen killing it. Vokranof does the same... The three National Guard horsemen lay dead in the ground and the two partisans arrive next to the dead bodies... João Fortusinho: Let me see.. There is the paper! *reading* DAMN! We got an agent inside the forces! They are warning this patrol, they have a God Damn mounted battalion chassing us, and the governament has bought new airplanes for doing aerial raids against partisans! Quick, help me hide this assholes! They hide over the rocks, and take all their weapons. João Fortusinho: Quick! Take those horses, do you know how to ride? Lets get the hell out of here and warn the others, before some airplanes passes by!