IMPERIAL KORPS COMMISSAR (FOG MAINTENANCE)

Through the rolling smoke of no-man's land, the Imperial Korps Commissar stands. Not charging, not firing, not even shouting orders - but pausing, just for a breath, to drag a gloved hand across the inside of his mask. To clear the mist. To see straight again. It is a small thing, almost mundane, and yet in it lies the whole truth of the Commissariat. For what is their duty, if not to cut through confusion and fear, to make the impossible clear and the inevitable unavoidable? While soldiers cho