"There. Finished."
General Sarah York rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She had woken up in the middle of the night with a flash of inspiration. It had come to her in a dream. She had jumped out of bed and begun typing on her computer as fast as she could, so that not a word of the plan would escape her.
It was perfect timing. December was beginning to descend. It would be difficult, but it had to be done now. Otherwise the whole plan was useless.
There were advantages to the cold which could be capitalized upon. Defenders didn't always have the advantage with winter. The cold could just as easily be an advantage to the attacker.
She picked up her secure phone line. She called Berlin, London, Paris, Moscow, and Canberra, and spoke to the heads of military. Even in all of their different time zones, all the military commanders were still awake. Sarah was glad to know it was not just her who had so many sleepless nights.
She shivered in excitement when she finally put down the phone. It was feasible. It was really going to happen. This time she would be there. She wouldn't be waiting and watching from the shadows. General Sarah York would be right there when the whole thing went down.
She printed out the document and placed it in a manila envelope. She took a large black marker and scribbled three words onto the front of the envelope: THE WINTER OFFENSIVE.
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