british sapper

please.. *cough* we were here on the kings orders start a fire.. its not about saving london.. now its about culling em. the rest of the regiment their down there they'll have what you'll need *grunt* you ought to get the vats to collapse.. spread it as far as you can it'll ignite easy and start a fire. *coughs twice* the noise attracted them.. now all my comrades are dead. i think i might be next.. you lads will have better luck. please! save whats left in westminster! *dies soon after*