Springing two traps with magenta tokens as I pass on to Brixton. *crackly message to LotUS: do you have ammo?

Arsenal - first ranging shots at Tower Hill scare off the ravens. London is ours!

*crackly message to Tuj: supplies are not plentiful, could do with some more. Enemy scouts spotted in vicinity.* Sending sweepers in pincer movement to Warren Street.

I'm pinned down at Chalk Farm, any chance of air support?

Ah-ha! Bursting into the old deserted camp at Aldwych, I have discovered plentiful supplies of ammunition... Disguised as silvrous podumes, I have hidden them at secret locations on our home line (Victoria). This reminds me of the Dollishillian conflict...