Armed with a whole stock of marshmallows in your trusty Ammo Bag, you move with a ghost-like quiet, careful not to disturb the dry brush underfoot – the slightest sound could alert the enemy. Suddenly, you spot your target through the bushes. Thwump! You let fly the first sugar bomb. Direct hit. Thwump! Thwump! This sweet taste of victory may be new, but war…war never changes.