This is how I want to kill you. I've tried killing you in the trenches, face-to-face, but that rarely ever happens. You're behind me, with a knife. You're rounding the corner just as I'm turning to look the other way. We bump into each other in the alley and you recover from the surprise a split-second faster than me.
But Commander Mode is back, and I don't have to do that any more.
I will sit back in my chair, tablet in hand, and watch you and your team scurry like mice across a tiny toy battlefield. I will direct my men to your location. I will rain death upon you and cackle like a mad god.
Yes, Dice — this will do nicely.