??An Adventure of a Lifetime (ReaderxVarious)

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I heard a muffled, "Come... in? Did someone knock.....?"

And I went in respectably. 

"Hey, wassup Washington? Let's get to these plans, yeah?"

Professionalism? Don't know her.

He just sighed exasperatedly and shook his head at my antics. But I saw a hint of a smile.

"Fine. Come over here, then," he huffed.

"Oh, is this a map of Chesapeake Bay?" I asked, examining the paper in front of me.

"Yes, we're dividing some of our forces into groups that will surround the bay on the land. We're hoping that the French ships that Lafayette called on - if they even come at all - will trap the British ships from retreating into the open ocean. Then, all of the soldiers on board will escape onto the land, where we'll ambush them and hopefully carry out enough to force them to surrender, full and final."

"That sounds almost foolproof if the ships come. Nice strategizing. Good work, sir."

He scoffed, "You can thank Hamilton for that."

I smiled and nodded.

"But," he continued, "before any of that, we have to force their troops out of the big city of Yorktown and make sure they retreat exactly to the lake. That's going to be the hard part. Especially since with all the dividing, we won't have a big number of our soldiers in each area. The British soldiers will all be grouped together," he breathed out frustratedly and put his head into his hands.

"Ok, well, what about this," I leaned into the table. "I genuinely think this plan will be a success.  The only thing we're highly concerned about is numbers. Therefore, I really think it's time for a draft."

I paused for a moment, and he thought in silence. 

I'm pretty sure they had drafted for the war, to begin with, or maybe the British would force American boys to fight for them (if I remember the historical book I read once correctly) but just go along with it, like always. Thank you.

"Now," I continued, "I don't want to be the kind of person to make children fight, like in Ancient times. But those who can: middle-aged men, women who are willing to fight - we can't draft them - I think we'll be able to obtain at least a few thousand more soldiers minimum.  I think many more people that are tired of this war will volunteer on their own when we're saying that this battle could end it."

I paused again.

"That could work," he said slowly and slightly nodded. 

He thought for a moment longer before taking out his quill and ink and drawing more on his map. 

"Say we put fifty more here," he mumbled. "A hundred - no - maybe two hundred here. Here, here, and here."

When he was done, he laid down his pen and paper and folded his hands neatly. "I'm very faithful in this plan. I think these extra soldiers are going to be the key to winning this. And I'm grateful you decided long ago to come to this camp. Your work here has been highly commendable, and I look forward to working with you in this battle."

"The pleasure is all mine, sir."

"Thank you. You are dismissed now, but towards the end of the next month, I'll need to see you here again. Bring Hamilton and Lafayette with you."