Day 27: Operation extra cheese

Day 27 of the Great Conflict.

Back in the capital, the ruling party held an emergency meeting.

Agenda:
“Should we send pizza to the front?”

Debate was intense.

One side argued:
“Our brave soldiers deserve support, nourishment, morale!”

The other side replied:
“Yes, but… what if they get too comfortable?”

A third voice suggested cutting costs by sending just the smell of pizza.

This was taken seriously for a concerning amount of time.

Meanwhile, at the front…

At 12:00, morale dropped sharply when someone mentioned food.

At 12:05, Marco sat on a crate, staring into the distance like a philosopher of war.

Then he spoke:

“What if… we used pizza?”

Silence.

He continued, now fully committed:

“We give them a slice. They trust us. They come closer. Then—AMBUSH.”

We all stared at him.

Not because it was brilliant.

But because it was the most structured plan we’d heard all week.

At 12:10, someone asked the obvious question:

“Where do we get the pizza?”

Marco paused.

This had not been considered.

At 12:15, a scout reported that the enemy camp was also discussing food.

This changed everything.

At 12:18, both sides made eye contact across the field.

No weapons raised.

Just… hunger.

At 12:20, someone from the enemy side held up what looked like bread.

We held up nothing.

We were not prepared for negotiations at this level.

At 12:25, Marco whispered:
“If we had pizza right now… this war would be over.”

We’re not sure if he meant victory or peace.

Possibly both.

Back in the capital, the debate continues:

“Should the pizza have toppings?”

At the front, we would accept cardboard with tomato on it.

Current situation:

• Pizza delivered: no

• Strategic ideas involving pizza: dangerously high

• Trust in Marco: increasing for the wrong reasons

• Hunger: now a tactical factor

The Great Conflict continues.

Hungrily.