Tiffany got up early the next morning as if wound up by a spring...
Today she didn't join Mountain Eagle for a mountain run; instead, like Miranda before her, she began wandering around the cabin, marking positions for ambush spots.
The Tiffany family's cabin is quite old, but the logs with a diameter of over thirty centimeters are still reliable. Just some interior reinforcements could satisfy the needs for a cover.
Sandbags were stacked under the porches at the front and back of the cabin, making it a makeshift fort.
However, holding out would undoubtedly be the stupidest choice, so it's necessary to set up firing points on the outskirts to create crossfire with the cabin interior and also serve as cover for a rolling retreat.
Tiffany, with a mission at hand, shook off the restlessness and depression of the preceding days, and, with Butcher and the others acting as laborers...
