#Chapter 180 – The Battlefield

When all of the hummers and war machines have made themselves present on the fields surrounding Walsh’s property, Victor steps out of the car, Alvin climbing out of the driver’s side with him. They’re nowhere near the house, not really. Instead, they’ve positioned the majority of their forces around the barracks where the mass of Walsh and Willard’s forces lay. “Do you see how he’s made our job easy for us, Alvin?” Victor asks, taking his son’s hand and looking down at him. Alvin looks up at him, confused. Victor gestures towards the barracks, where Willard’s Beta forces – trained by Victor’s own hand, really – are scrambling to prepare themselves. “That’s the barracks, there, where your grandfather and Alpha Willard are keeping his army. Then,” he points over a hill on the other side. “That’s where your grandfather’s house is. What do you think is the mistake there?” Alvin takes a moment to consider and then squeezes his dad’s hand, excited. “Too close together,” he says, gri