On your legs. There is an important task to be completed urgently, and the resumption of our advance depends upon it. 40,000 units of ablative armour plating need to be delivered to Battleship Betheny, and the deadline is one month, strictly no longer. Whether you do this, or someone does it for you, is irrelevant. What matters is that I receive the evidence that the task has been completed.

If you lack the funding for the operation yourself, contact the high command. If you fail, then I will come to you with my men, who will hold you while I am punishing you physically, in a way. Long live the King.