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before him further, his voice grim with determination, ‘Follow your training, we bank unpredictably…’ He swallowed, wary this would be the trainees initial contact with a concentrated enemy, ‘Shoot to kill only…good luck all…’ He hesitated, smiling, ‘Your time is now!’
The seven silver star fighters swept forward, streams of vapour trailing behind them as they accelerated towards their unsuspecting targets in the upper atmosphere.
Chapter Four: Blue Leopards and Dragons
Morgon infantry surged up the sloped track alongside the low cliff walls, their polished camouflaged and black body armour glinting as snowflakes swirled around their tall bodies. Silakian infantry followed in their wake, carrying heavy equipment and weapons destined for the raised ground ahead, the laser and acid heavy gun parts ready to be assembled once the leading soldiers had cleared the defensive positions.
Smoke billowed over the top of the low cliff above, ammunition cracking as it detonated from the numerous fires and burning trenches. Thumps in the distance indicated the last incoming artillery, the Morgon commanders shrieking at their soldiers to prepare for the oncoming infantry attack, urging their troops forward as they neared the top of the rise, their armoured bodies lowering instinctively.
The shells whisked and screamed overhead, trails of green wisping smoke following in the projectiles wake as the acid ordinance fell to earth above, a wall of flame rising into the air as explosions ripped across the landscape. Reaching the summit, the shock troops ducked low behind the last rises in the terrain, hearing screams echo across the defensive positions above as bodies were tossed into the air. Toxic green slime zipped through the air, sticking to any body armour that it splattered against, the thick liquid immediately beginning to consume anything it came into contact with.
Muffled shouts filled the air as soldiers desperately attempted to remove smouldering body armour before the slime ate through and began to consume flesh. A couple of the reserve troops dropped their weapons, scrambling from the defensive trenches and running in panic to the rear, South Korean marines with their American counterparts screaming at the remainder to stay in their positions and make ready for the oncoming assault.
The majority of Heathrow battalion volunteers and other troops stood their ground, some whimpering in terror but the remainder grim faced, their ears ringing from the heavy barrage, but cold determination in their eyes. The occasional explosion and crack of ammunition spread across the terrain, several heads cautiously rising above the trench walls in curiosity as an ominous silence fell. The sight that met their wide eyes was ominous, black smoke curling into the air, broken, bloodied body parts and shattered equipment lying across the scorched earth before their positions.
Muffled dull thuds filled the air, the Trevakian marines wincing as they realised the instinctive sound of mortars firing from below the rise, the elevation chosen to drop deadly ordinance directly into the devastated trenches and defensive positions. Shouts of alarm filled the air, the inexperienced volunteer battalion soldiers that had risen to stare out dragged back down into cover as projectiles rose high into the sky above, the small shells twisting and turning before beginning their gruesome descent.
As the mortar shells fell to the scorched earth, the shrieks of Morgon commanders spurred their armoured troops forward, the lean bodies rising over the last obstructions to sweep out across the defences, smoke grenades puffing across the terrain before them. Shrieks of hatred filled the air as explosions rocked the trenches, the defenders ducking down in cover as several hundred Morgons poured forward towards them.
In the command bunker, Jozefina stared in awe at the holographic infantry figures emerging across the terrain, the surviving
The seven silver star fighters swept forward, streams of vapour trailing behind them as they accelerated towards their unsuspecting targets in the upper atmosphere.
Chapter Four: Blue Leopards and Dragons
Morgon infantry surged up the sloped track alongside the low cliff walls, their polished camouflaged and black body armour glinting as snowflakes swirled around their tall bodies. Silakian infantry followed in their wake, carrying heavy equipment and weapons destined for the raised ground ahead, the laser and acid heavy gun parts ready to be assembled once the leading soldiers had cleared the defensive positions.
Smoke billowed over the top of the low cliff above, ammunition cracking as it detonated from the numerous fires and burning trenches. Thumps in the distance indicated the last incoming artillery, the Morgon commanders shrieking at their soldiers to prepare for the oncoming infantry attack, urging their troops forward as they neared the top of the rise, their armoured bodies lowering instinctively.
The shells whisked and screamed overhead, trails of green wisping smoke following in the projectiles wake as the acid ordinance fell to earth above, a wall of flame rising into the air as explosions ripped across the landscape. Reaching the summit, the shock troops ducked low behind the last rises in the terrain, hearing screams echo across the defensive positions above as bodies were tossed into the air. Toxic green slime zipped through the air, sticking to any body armour that it splattered against, the thick liquid immediately beginning to consume anything it came into contact with.
Muffled shouts filled the air as soldiers desperately attempted to remove smouldering body armour before the slime ate through and began to consume flesh. A couple of the reserve troops dropped their weapons, scrambling from the defensive trenches and running in panic to the rear, South Korean marines with their American counterparts screaming at the remainder to stay in their positions and make ready for the oncoming assault.
The majority of Heathrow battalion volunteers and other troops stood their ground, some whimpering in terror but the remainder grim faced, their ears ringing from the heavy barrage, but cold determination in their eyes. The occasional explosion and crack of ammunition spread across the terrain, several heads cautiously rising above the trench walls in curiosity as an ominous silence fell. The sight that met their wide eyes was ominous, black smoke curling into the air, broken, bloodied body parts and shattered equipment lying across the scorched earth before their positions.
Muffled dull thuds filled the air, the Trevakian marines wincing as they realised the instinctive sound of mortars firing from below the rise, the elevation chosen to drop deadly ordinance directly into the devastated trenches and defensive positions. Shouts of alarm filled the air, the inexperienced volunteer battalion soldiers that had risen to stare out dragged back down into cover as projectiles rose high into the sky above, the small shells twisting and turning before beginning their gruesome descent.
As the mortar shells fell to the scorched earth, the shrieks of Morgon commanders spurred their armoured troops forward, the lean bodies rising over the last obstructions to sweep out across the defences, smoke grenades puffing across the terrain before them. Shrieks of hatred filled the air as explosions rocked the trenches, the defenders ducking down in cover as several hundred Morgons poured forward towards them.
In the command bunker, Jozefina stared in awe at the holographic infantry figures emerging across the terrain, the surviving
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