GATE: Task Force Guillotine

Chapter 7: Siege of Italica Part 3 (Rewritten)

Bigsby's Tavern, Italica

March 28, 2028, 12:32 (28th day of the Crescent Moon 638)

The team entered the dimly lit tavern and quickly transformed it into a makeshift command center. Tables were pushed aside to make room for communication equipment, maps, and improvised defenses.

Itami leaned over the map sprawled across a table, his voice sharp. "How long until backup arrives?"

Adam adjusted the radio set, glancing up briefly. "Caldwell said likely tomorrow at dawn."

Itami sighed, his brow furrowing. "Not soon enough. Kuwahara, Tomita, how are the fortifications?"

Kuwahara wiped sweat from his brow. "We're doing what we can, but it's not enough. The defenses are still too weak to hold off a determined assault."

Tomita nodded grimly. "We need more time and resources, sir."

Adam straightened, his tone firm. "Well, we're short on both, so figure it out. What about the wounded?"

Kurokawa, her hands still stained from tending to injuries, stepped forward. "We've set up a makeshift infirmary, but supplies are running low. We've already used most of the bandages and antiseptics."

Andrew, his expression shadowed, added, "The more severe cases need immediate attention, but we're forced to prioritize. Some of the injured won't make it through the night without better medical care."

Adam's jaw tightened. "We'll have to make do. Kurokawa, Andrew, keep the most critical cases stable. Ration supplies as best as you can until reinforcements arrive."

Before more could be said, Perez and Kurata entered, their faces grim.

Kurata spoke first. "The east gate is in bad shape. The damage is extensive, and it's likely the most vulnerable point of attack."

Perez crossed his arms, his tone matter-of-fact. "If they come at us in force, that's where they'll hit first. We've shored it up as best we can, but it's a weak spot."

Itami nodded, his expression resolute. "Understood. Both of you, take a break. You've earned it."

Kurata offered a weary salute. "Thanks."

Perez nodded as well. "Appreciate it."

As the two men stepped away, Itami turned back to the team. "Alright, listen up. We have to hold out until reinforcements arrive. Kuwahara, Tomita, keep reinforcing those defenses. Kurokawa, Andrew, do everything you can for the wounded. Hill, stay with the vehicles—we might need to move them at a moment's notice. Everyone else, assist the townsfolk wherever possible. We don't have much, but we've got each other. We'll get through this."

Adam's voice carried weight as he added, "And remember, our mission is to protect the civilians and hold this position. We can't afford to fail. Let's move."

As orders were issued and the team dispersed, Lelei and Tuka approached Itami. Their expressions were determined, though tinged with concern.

"Itami," Lelei began, her voice calm but firm. "We don't want to be left out. How can we help?"

Itami regarded them for a moment before nodding. "Lelei, can you heal with your magic?"

Lelei straightened. "Yes, I can. I may not be an expert, but I can perform basic healing."

"Good," Itami replied. "Go to Kurokawa and Andrew. They need all the help they can get."

Lelei nodded. "Understood. I'll do my best."