Captain Cat, the brave leader of the cat army, stood on the hilltop overlooking the battlefield. 'Prepare the bombs,' he ordered, his voice echoing through the silent night.

A loyal cat soldier nodded, 'Yes, Captain,' he said, quickly lighting the fuse of a bomb. 'Fire in the hole!' he yelled as he threw it into the dog army's camp.

A dog soldier yelped in surprise, 'Is that a bomb?' he asked, his eyes wide in fear. But before anyone could respond, the bomb exploded, causing panic and chaos.

The explosion was massive, wiping out a large part of the dog army. The remaining 12 soldiers stood in shock, their morale shattered by the sudden attack.

'Now, let's finish this,' said Captain Cat, his eyes gleaming with determination. He took out a matchstick and threw it towards the dog army's camp.

The matchstick ignited the remaining explosives, causing another round of destruction. The dog army was left in ruins, and the cat army cheered for their victory.

Captain Cat stood tall, the victory was theirs. The dog army was defeated, their strength reduced to mere 12 soldiers. 'We've won,' he declared, his voice filled with pride.

Their victory wasn't just about winning a war, it was about proving their might. The cat army rejoiced, their voices filled with joy and triumph echoing across the battlefield.

The celebration was grand, filled with laughter and happiness. The cat army had proved their mettle, their leader's strategy had led them to victory.

Captain Cat, the hero of the night, was hailed by his fellow soldiers. His courage and leadership had given them hope and victory.

As the sun rose, marking the end of a horrific night, it also marked the dawn of a new era. An era where the cat army ruled, their victory echoing in every corner.

Captain Cat watched the sunrise, a sense of contentment washing over him. 'We've won,' he whispered, his heart filled with pride and satisfaction.