You tell the soldier to let Lieutenant LaFleur take care of it, since you’re busy. You’re really sick of having to do everything yourself around here anyway. You go back to examining your maps. You wonder if you’ll ever find anything of any importance on here, when all of a sudden you hear yelling and gun fire outside your tent! You rush out with your own gun drawn.

“What the hell is…” you start to say as you come out of the tent and are fatally hit by a blast in the chest by an Elojin holding an Empire pistol, it’s LaFleur’s. The incompetent idiot allowed his weapon to be taken.

But you were the incompetent idiot for delegating an important task to him in the first place.