The Quartermaster's Visit

Alas, I bringeth news from the front.

I've lost the war. Surrender was inevitable.

The march to the place where I was to surrender was a long, hard one. I handed over my uniform, head bowed down in shame.

Who could have known that such a small thing could have led to my demise?

At last, the hello pandas had their victory.

I traded my No.3 for a 7, and my No.4 for an L.

At this rate, I think I might even be excluded from IPPT. Haha.