a super-sized bowl of fishball beehoon soup drenched in soya sauce has been consumed and war has been declared to free my body of Influenza Occupation. two elite task forces have been sent to launch an attack from the inside, powerful mini-armies packed into round blue codral tablets. each army has four divisions, paracetamol, codeine phosphate, pseudoephedrine hydrochloride and chlorpheniramine maleate. godspeed, soldiers! (or devilspeed if it might be faster)
the battle has begun.