Captain Blazer called all the officers and some of the non commissioned officers to his quarters for an unknown assignment, Sgt Chesterfield, Cpl Blutch, and Sgt Tyree were ordered to Capt Blazer's quarters along with the officers.

Capt Blazer: "Gentlemen, this time we have Mosby right where we want him, thanks to the scouting of First Sergeant Gregg and his patrols, we now know that their is going to be a party in the town of Willisville near Upperville. And you you want to know who's going to be there gentlemen?" The officers mumbled among themselves the answer. "Every man in Company F is gonna be there gentlemen, as uninvited guests. Now there's an awful lot of fuss their going through, probably every Rebel in Northern Virginia is going to be there. I've given orders for the company yo be ready to move as soon as possible, this will put an end to that 'Grey Ghost' Mosby. And if any civilians are harboring him or any of his men, we will burn the community to the ground."

After the briefing, the men were ordered to assemble within the time period of one hour before moving out, Sgt Chesterfield, Cpl Blutch, Sgt Tyree, Cpl Jenkins, and Trooper Starky were talking about the mission they were just given.

Cpl Blutch: "We can just burn down a bunch of people's homes because we might find one Reb there."

Cpl Jenkins: "I agree, that isn't right and we shouldn't do it."

Trooper Starky: "I second that motion, why do the innocent have to suffer?"

Sgt Tyree: "Yeah, and I'm from Mississippi and no one treats me like a Reb."

Sgt Chesterfield: "I don't like it either, especially since Sgt Gregg is probably gonna have a field day of burning houses, but still, orders are orders."

Cpl Blutch: "Orders? Sarge, if you don't like the orders then why do you still say that?" The Sergeant was getting a bit stressed and angry over this, but he was being put on the spot and that for the most part just made him a little bit sad.

Sgt Chesterfield: "Look Corporal, I'm a soldier, I know it's wrong, but there's really nothing I can do about it."

One Hour Later

The entire company was saddled up and assembled by platoon outside of Capt Blazer's headquarters, he and the color bearers got in front of the rest of the company and they moved out in a column of twos. After a few hours riding, they reached the outskirts small community of Willisville, Capt Blazer spread the company around the town to surround it to make sure none of Mosby's raiders escaped. Once the men were in position, they all rode down into the small town, the civilians were gathered near the town hall when the Union troopers surrounded the place with their carbines in their hands. A few of the Civilians walked out and took a look at the Union troops in their town.

Capt Blazer: "Who is Mrs Prentiss?" A woman who appeared in her late 40's walked up.

Mrs Prentiss: "I am."

Capt Blazer (Tipping his Hat): "Captain Richard Blazer ma'am, I assume ma'am you have some notion of the business we're here for?"

Mrs Prentiss: "No I do not Captain."

Capt Blazer: "I have reason to believe that a number of Mosby's men are assembled here, I suggest ma'am that you advise them to come out peaceably."

Mrs Prentiss: "Not a Mosby man anywhere around here Captain, see for yourself."

Capt Blazer: "We intend to, ma'am we know your son is one of Mosby's men, our orders are to burn the homes to any southern sympathizers to Mosby's guerrillas." He turned to Sergeant Gregg. "Sgt Gregg."

Sgt Gregg: "Yo!?"

Capt Blazer: "Search the house."

Sgt Gregg (Grinnging Deviously): "Alright, Cpl Blutch, Cpl Jenkins, Starky, Roberts, and, Rhodes, let's go." The two Corporal's looked down at the ground as the two enlisted men followed the Sergeant.

Capt Blazer: "Corporal's Blutch and Jenkins!" They both reluctantly walked into the house with the others.

They searched the place from the living room to the upstairs attic, and found nothing, they all went back outside to report the Captain that they had found nothing, not a Soldier, or Guerrilla, not even a Reb belt buckle.

Sgt Gregg: "Nothing to report sir, no one in the house."

Capt Blazer: "Have your men spread hay around it, and then torch it."

Sgt Gregg (Sinister Grin): "Yes sir." Corporal Blutch was outraged and confused, they found no one, that means they could leave these people alone. He ran up to the Captain, Jenkins tried to grab him but he couldn't.

Cpl Blutch: "Sir, why are we burning this place, we didn't find anyone, let's leave these people alone."

Capt Blazer: "Corporal, this place helps Rebels when we're not here, so we have to teach them a lesson." The men put hay around the house and Sgt Gregg lit a torch, he then walked over to Cpl Blutch.

Sgt Gregg: "And your gonna light the fire Corporal." The Corporal looked at the First Sergeant in disgust.

Cpl Blutch: "Why don't you do it, you seem eager."

Sgt Gregg: "Cause it will be much more entertaining if you did it, now do it." He handed him the torch, and pushed the Corporal over to one of the main stacks of hay around the house. He looked over to the civilians and was devastated, if he didn't do it, he'd be court martialed, but he didn't care.

Just then, the troopers heard gunshots and turned to see Mosby and two other of his men only a few yards away from them, then they ran off in the direction of a creek that had a old wooden bridge over it.

Capt Blazer: "MOUNT UP MEN, AFTER THEM!" The Corporal put out the torch and mounted up, the entire company of Federal troops chased Mosby and his two other raiders.

They chased the Rebs down a dirt wagon road that led to the small bridge for half a mile, when the rebs got across the small bridge, every single soldier in Mosby's command was waiting with their pistols drawn. The first Yankees to cross over the wooden were Capt Blazer and his Color Bearers, the rebs fired but only hit the right color bearer and two men behind him, the Federal troopers pulled out their pistols and carbines and fired on the Rebs. Both Rebs and Union troopers fell on the ground and into the shallow creek. Some Rebs actually got around some of the foliage around the creek and got behind the Yanks, they pulled out their pistols and charged against the Federal rear. Lt Phillips saw this and turned to Sgt Chesterfield.

Lt Phillips: "SERGEANT, DISMOUNT SOME OF THE MEN, GUERRILLAS ON OUR REAR!"

Sgt Chesterfield: "ALRIGHT YOU HEARD THE LIEUTENANT, DISMOUNT!" The men dismounted, got their Spencer Carbines and opened fire on the Rebs.

The Rebs were repulsed and turned back, he smiled as he turned around the shoot the Rebs in front of them, then he saw Sgt Gregg pointing a revolver at him, he was confused, until Gregg pulled the trigger. The Sergeant felt a great pain in his shoulder when the bullet hit him in the shoulder, the put his had on his shoulder and layed on the bank of the creek. Cpl Blutch saw the Sergeant laying on the ground and rode over to him, he dismounted and knelt next to him and saw Sgt Gregg now pointing his revolver in his direction. The Corporal went for the Sergeant's carbine on the ground but a shot was fired, but it didn't come from Sgt Gregg, it came from a reb and Sgt Gregg was the one who caught the bullet. Sgt Tyree went over to the two NCO's after that.

Sgt Tyree: "What happened?"

Cpl Blutch: "Sgt Gregg shot the Sergeant in the shoulder, but a Reb got Sgt Gregg."

Sgt Tyree: "Well, get him on his horse, I think we're gonna have to pull back." The immediately mounted Sgt Chesterfield on his horse, Tyree was right, Blazer's Scouts had taken tremendous casualties and they had to pull back.

Capt Blazer: "COMPANY, RETIRE!"

Bugler: *Recall* They all rode off in disorder back to Fairfax Courthouse.

A Week Later

Sgt Chesterfield had been treated for his wound and he and Cpl Blutch were given a week to go on leave before returning to the 22nd Cavalry, Sgt Gregg was wounded at the skirmish but was now in a Southern Prison camp. He would go on to die from infection from amputation because of the Prison's poor conditions. Sgt Tyree went back to the 22nd Cavalry alongside Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch, but they never left Fairfax, that would be their main camp and headquarters until the war ended.