"I want you to put up posters around town," Umbrellascope responds. "Those rebels keep tearing down ours and putting up their own. And figure out how to keep our posters up for good."
I raise an eyebrow. "I'll see what I can do."
"See what you can do?" Umbrellascope repeats.
"I mean... On it." I grin sheepishly and dash out the door, grabbing a big pile of Imperial posters. I tear down the Resistance posters and put up the Imperial ones, making quick work as I dash from place to place, putting up posters.
Little did Miss Major General know, I left a pile of Resistance posters at each Fog-poster-making machine...
I return to the base and see Umbrellascope. I step up to her, smile formally, and report, "I put up posters around town."
"Did you stop them from making more?" she retorts in an irritated tone.
"With all due respect, ma'am, I don't think one can," I reply. "Those pesky rebels are always making more and distributing them faster than one can catch up with. Let's hope these posters stay up longer than usual..." I pause, then add, "What are my next orders?"