Ares pulled aside another seat, yelling for Lieutenant Borislav to join them,
"Arkady, get over here, check this out!"
He handed the document over to Arkady, letting him read it before the next song started.
"We need information printed here on how to conduct an orderly, staged extraction or retreat. The 'retreating in stages' method, y'know? One guy retreats whilst another covers, then he covers as his buddy falls back, and keep doing that until contact is avoided. That sort of thing. Also... info on target priorities is good. Hitting the weak, soft underbelly of our foes is a good technique, but, if a chance to strike at the undefended leadership presents itself, well, we grab it.
Anyway... you're sounding rather poetic. That can't be good for your health, comrade."
Ares paused and chuckled,
"Anyway, as to the Corsairs, I believe that war may end soon. We'll see. We, being myself and the crew of the Havana with a fighter escort, Gabriel Mau, moved to assist them against invading Blood Dragons. We'll see how things transpire with that."
He prodded Arkady, then pointed at Miroslav in a tone of mock conspiracy and said, in a perfectly audible stage-whisper,
"He's gone all Shakespeare on us, listen to him, he thinks he's Hamlet! Ha!"
Ares, funnily enough, was one of those people that thought Laertes was the hero in that play. He smiled to his friends, hoping they could get this manual done in a concise, effective manner.