A lead on who your enemy is

You were just getting ready to strip out of your armor in order to shower then get some sleep when Tess called you. You almost clicked off and told her to tell Sierra whatever it was, she was in command while you rested, but Tess knew that, so if she was calling you now it had to be important. Still, you transferred it to a handheld and began stripping after you hit accept. If it was about an attack the ring tone would have been different.

"Major, what do you need?" You asked, your breasts bouncing out in relief as you removed your top. You would have a shower as soon as you finished this conversation, while the armor had systems built in to help eliminate odor and sweat almost everyone agreed that they still felt unclean if it was worn for a whole day.

"General, sorry to bother you but intelligence just sent us something interesting that I thought you'd like to hear. It might be nothing but its the best lead we've had so far." Tess explained, she was on voice only so she didn't see as you began to stretch. "How much do you know about the UCA Marines?" She asked

"Tess, this isn't some book that needs me to explain something for exposition, just tell me what the Bloody Hands have to do with our enemy general." Of course you knew who the UCA Marines were, they were probably one of, if not the most, infamous and controversial military forces in human space. Unlike most of the Code Compliant military forces, including the UCA's main forces, the UCA Marine Corps were trained in lethal weapons first and foremost. They were one of very few military forces dedicated to ending life rather than making or preserving it. Hence the nickname Bloody Hands. The UCA claimed they were a contingency against another threat against humanity as a whole and they occasionally participated in standard battles but the odds of one of their generals being deployed here struck you as unlikely.

"Right, sorry. Well, apparently you have a fan in the intelligence community who obsessed themselves with finding your enemy's identity. As you know we've been focusing on Lieutenant Colonels and Colonels in the UCA's regular forces for traits similar to our current opponent. Then your fan had a stroke of inspiration. It was dismissed as a conspiracy theory at first but as they've dug into it more its started to make a weird sort of sense." Your device chirped as Tess sent you a picture, you looked at it and saw the serious looking face of a Caucasian woman with short dark red hair and green eyes. "That's Colonel Elizabeth, sire name Rebecca. UCA Marine Corps. Or she was. Just three months ago she was expelled from the Corps due to a severe gambling problem."

"And let me guess, the mention of a gamble to Amelia struck some chords?" You asked, you were finally fully naked and you relaxed on the chair that had been provided to your sleeping quarters.

"Exactly, they're also looking at the tactics she employed. The area Amelia was ambushed in had been artificially cleared of foliage. The archers had been set up in a way that created enfilading fire. Its still just a theory but I personally believe it may have merit. I'll brief Sierra on this next but I thought you would want to know first." She said.

"Thanks for calling. If my fan finds anything else let me know, I'll brush off my lethal combat guide for hints at how this General Elizabeth Rebecca might operate. Good night." You said, letting her reply the platitude before you hung up. It took some willpower to call up your guide instead of just going straight to the shower but you knew it was important. Still after thirty minutes of studying you needed a break, what better way to recharge than a bit of hot water washing over you?