August 2nd, 2064. Okhas Gate.

A group of 5,000 soldiers stand in front of the gate as they prepare for their eventual fate in the new world, or Ascotia as it was called by Ashaitian prisoners. Behind them are 200 tanks that are all well prepared to engage. In front of them is a general making a speech. Ivan and Jack however are nervous about this as at any time a attack could occur. Luckily they prepared by making some buildings into sniper towers, machine gun nests and artillery positions. New Canteria and its military agency are not taking any chances. Especially since they have been rolling 1's on D20s from the civil war to now.

Ivan himself however believed that he had rolled a 20 since he could finally get out of Okha and in extension New Canteria again. Beyond the Mongolian, Manchu and Russian borders were places that didn't have purple skies because of not using plasmite. However, after he was brought out of the air force he was seemed to be destined to forever be staring into a purple sky which cant be removed. That was until he was assigned to be in NW1, and after ascending a rank he was at the forefront of exploration.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Last month on July 8th, 2064. An unknown nation known as Ashait had invaded our soil with the intent of enslaving us and turning us into puppets and pawns for their own game, slaves to their nation." The soldiers looked on with disgust and anger at Ashait. Seemingly only wanting it dead and collapsed.

"However! A few hours after their initial but puny success. We, the New Canterian Republic have pushed them back! Back to where they belong! And together, we will bring them back to where they rightfully belong; The grave! We have brought down The USSR, The Occultists, The 5th Reich, The Uslandians and now. WE WILL BRING DOWN ASHAIT!"

The army of 5,000 as well as civilians and soldiers from all over New Canteria cheered as this speech was displayed live to all New Canterian based TV channels. However the rest of the world was yet to know as New Canteria didn't want to end up like Japan where their prime minister, Shinzo Abe was assassinated because they restricted access to their gate in 2020.

"BUT! We must not speak too soon as there are still many unknown nations and people beyond the gate so we must be cautious with our actions. And with that being said, we will be entering in 1 minute." The army of 5,000 salutes and readies all of their rifles. The tank crews load a shell in case that they need to engage. Ivan looks right and sees the funeral made for the 32 civil defense personnel that died on July 8th to 9th.

The family of one of the personnel is seen crying, all except a oblivious child that seems to be 8 years old not recognizing that his father died. He just stares at the flowers placed on the grave. Ivan thinks to himself, 'Don't worry kid. Your dads gonna be avenged past the gate.' Ivan looks forward again with the determination to make Ashait pay up for the losses on that day. While he was internally monologuing 1 minute passed by.

"INFANTRY! MOVE OUT!" Ivan was brought back to reality and after realizing what just happened he started moving in a line again. Jack who was watching this unfold just sighed in disappointment. Eventually the soldiers entered the gate and experienced darkness, however this didn't bother them as they had flashlights attached to their CG4A2s. "Its dark as hell here." Jack said with Ivan looking back. "Good riddance, of course it is dumbass! Well it won't be anymore however, see that light? Thats the exit."

The soldiers kept walking until they exited the gate. From there the grim skies of grey had dissipated. Instead they saw a beautiful blue sky and grass that wasn't stained by blood, radiation, plasmite nor a incredible amount of ice. Albeit the latter seems less of a problem and more of an annoyance. It was a world that had seemingly no side effects from humanities worst. And that hopefully won't change.

"Woah. Well this is something fresh for once, no purplish sky. Could somebody get me some goggles? I'm part of recon." A junior lieutenant walks up to Ivan and gives him a pair of goggles. "Thank you. What's your name lieutenant?" The woman salutes. "Junior lieutenant Jenna Sanchez sir." Ivan looks down the goggles and adjusts his zoom.

"Well it is nice to meet you, junior lieutenant, but we have business. See that village? Once all of the recon squadrons arrive get us down there, there's a garrison." Jenna nods and waits. From there 46 soldiers arrive alongside 8 jeeps. "Alright. Who are the squadron leaders?" Two soldiers step up and introduce themselves. "Captain Terrence Marc.", "Lieutenant Anna Smirnova" The two soldiers salute and Ivan salutes back. He then gives a short briefing

"Listen up reconnaissance team! Our objective is to head to a town below this hill, there is a military camp stationed near the town that could be vital for supplying the enemy, thus we must destroy it. Reconnaissance squadron 1 are to enter the town as a distraction while reconnaissance squadron 2 are to enter the camp and destroy any remaining resistance. Am i clear?" The two reconnaissance squadrons salute. "Yes sir!" Ivan smirks. "Good! Now get to it!"

The 48 soldiers enter their respective jeeps and load the machine guns on the jeeps. From there recon is split.

Terrences (and by extension Recon 1's) POV

I, along with the soldiers of the 1st reconnaissance group drive into the town. With machine guns at the ready and rifles loaded i was expecting a fight. The intensity of the situation increases with each second as we approach the villages gate. Although some of the men calmed their nerves as the village looked ancient Chinese, I however was still adamant about my doubts. After all, I had served in the US army during the many campaigns against Germania or the 5th Reich as it is called by my men.

We were close to the village gate and i tightened my grip on my rifle. The tension was palpable, i had not experienced this much stress. Even during the siege of Bern nor the destabilization of Rome, it was all coming back to me too. I gripped my head trying to forget the amount of comrades and brothers in arms i saw get killed during my campaign across western Europe. It was horrible.

At least the most heartwarming thing i saw there was a Canadian soldier laying next to a Germanian one both dead in a ruined building, They probably became friends while stuck in the rubble seeing that they are the same. In death all are equal, no matter if you are a separate gender, race nor nationality. I try to forget the sights i saw in the third world war but i just cant.

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I'm glad New Canteria decided to bombard the entire nation with Plasmite missiles before Germania could cause more misery. Well they did nuke New Canteria so that is a given. I look up and see that we are already in the village. It seems that my remembrance of my trauma brought me outside of reality, how unfortunate of myself. A young soldier went up to me. "Sir, what is our next course of action?" I sighed.

"Try provoking the Ashaitians to leave the camp. Once recon two captures the camp tell them to finish them off. We do have enough men to wipe them out, however i want the least casualties out of this." The young soldier nods and leaves. I stand up and walk out towards the main unit but in the corner of my eye i notice a old man who has a wizard hat trying to control a horse. However he seems like he's having a hard time so i go up to him to try and help.

"來吧，你長得太大的棕色驢子！(Come on now you overgrown brown donkey!)" The old man who i assume to be a wizard said trying to pull on the horse with all of his strength. However the horse didn't budge a single inch. "Excuse me, do you need any help?" I say while going up to the wizard, he however looks at me confused.

"什麼？我不會說伊什利亞語. (What? I don't speak Eshilian.)" I look at the wizard with confusion until i realize he was speaking what i assume to be Chinese. I look back at the recon squadron and was about to yell for someone who could speak Chinese, however the horse decided it was a perfect time.

The horse neighs and makes the wizard trip by dragging the leash it had. Time slows as the wizard is about to be crushed by the horse. I look in horror but my expression changes unwillingly. From fear to anger. And in a singular flash,

*bang* *bang* *bang*

A three round burst from my CG4A2 is heard across the town as the horse goes dead. Time flows normally as i was aiming my rifle at the horse. No more, not a single death more. Not after i had experienced a war that had killed 250 million with 400 million at most, seeing my brothers in arms die and innocents massacred. Not. One. More. The wizard stares in shock as the horse bleeds out and i stare with the determination of a billion men. Two recon soldiers go up to me. "Are you ok captain?" I snap out of it and stare at the two. "Do any of you know Chinese?"

"No sir." The two soldiers say in unison. I grit my teeth. "Goddamit! Then who does-" And just in time a girl who is a mage comes up to the wizard. "老師，你還好嗎？(Teacher, are you alright?)" The wizard stands up. "是的雅婷。這些神秘的灰色人救了我。(Yes Yating. These mysterious grey people saved me.)" The mage gets the wizard on his feet.

"但是，我認為他們會說 Eshilian。雅婷，你能為我翻譯他們的語言嗎？(However, i think they speak Eshilian. Could you translate their language for me Yating?)" The mage looks at the wizard in what i assume is spite. "不是你說不要為瑣碎的目的使用魔法嗎？(Was it not you who said to not use magic for trivial purposes?)" The wizard brushes some dust off his outfit and looks at the mage pleadingly, so pleadingly that me and the other recon soldiers cringe at the simple glance. "美好的。但是不要再做那張臉了。(Fine. But don't make that face again.)"

The mage puts her hands together and she and the wizard glow green. I would usually call out radiation but i refrain. This is probably not radiation but simple magic. After the glow dissipates the mage looks at us. "Can you understand me?" I and the other recon soldiers are surprised but maintain composure. "Yes we can understand you. We have a few questions but it seems you have some for us too so go ahead and ask away."

The mage goes close to me in a instant and i flinch on instinct. Weird i never usually do that. "HOWDOESYOURWEAPONSWORK" I back up on the intrusion of personal space. "Woah calm down Ruby from RWBY. I'll explain after i get my footing, Jesus." It seems that my old self has momentarily returned for awhile after that comeback. "Ruby from Rew-by?" I was going to reply with something about living under a rock but i realized that this is a fantasy world, so i refrained.

"Forget it, nothing important. Our weapons run on something called plasmite, often being called New Canterias swiss army knife. It is used in bullets, grenades and many other weapons." The mage looked at me curiously. On a closer look she actually looks like someone i would date back when i was still in America. Short white hair, white eyes, perfect shape, etcetera. But i am past that now, WW3 has changed me forever. "What weapons could it be used in?" "Well it can be used in-" A explosion is heard from the Ashaitian camp, signaling recon team 2 had made it.

"Artillery. Sorry but we will be busy currently. Our allies caused that explosion, i suggest you don't head to it." I say to the mage. Quickly i signal the 1st recon team to head for the camp, leaving two curious magic users in their place.

Annas (and the 2nd recon teams) POV

Chaos, all of it. The camp turned out to be more of a castle than a camp.

It had resorted to room to room fighting as musket balls, magic projectiles and swords were being thrown and used. One of the soldiers were hit by magic and had his left arm be blown off. He still held as he used a flag in one of the rooms as a bandage but the sight was horrifying to say the least. This didn't stop the assault however as the unlucky person who had used magic to cut the soldiers arm off was soon hit by 12 40. cal bullets headed straight for him.

"FRAG OUT!" A soldier said as he threw a grenade. The grenade then blew several men to pieces. A group of three soldiers busted through a door and found several musketeers aiming at the door. The soldiers were faster however as they used 8.25 PCI to tear the musketeers into pieces. "ROOM CLEAR!" The leader of the group yelled out. Another room cleared of enemies.

Soon all of the recon team yelled out "ROOM CLEAR!" as gunfire silenced and all of the rooms were cleared of hostiles. Some were taken prisoner however some fought until the end. Poor lads don't really value their lives really? The only room left was what was assumed to be the officers quarters. Two soldiers kicked down the door and revealed an general who had a flintlock pistol. But this pistol was different. It was enchanted with magic.

A recon member entered but was shot in the stomach, killing him. The magically powered musket ball turned out to be able to pierce Kevlar armor with accuracy. The general went under the table and reloaded in 10 seconds. Another soldier entered but he was shot in the head, killing him instantly. Having enough a soldier brought out a CG72 anti tank rocket launcher and aimed it at the table. "HOW WILL MAGIC HANDLE ANTI TANK EH?" The soldier fired and killed the general instantly.

What was left was a giant hole that happened to alert the 2nd recon squadron. The first recon brought the prisoners to the ground floor and forced them outside. "ALRIGHT ON THE WALL MOTHERFUCKERS!" Anna said with clear rage. The Ashaitians fearing for their existence complied and lined up against the castle wall. "There's no way." a soldier said while on the sidelines.

5 recon soldiers went into a line in front of the Ashaitians as well and brought out their CG4A2s. An Ashait musketeer recognizing the situation ran but was abruptly interrupted by getting shot 3 times. The recon soldiers looked at the prisoners with pure fury and rage. Anna brought up her hand and swept it down. "FIRE!"

*bang* 23x

All of the prisoners were shot right then and there. Each with a bullet in their head. No prisoners survived the massacre and the 2nd recon team left satisfied with the result. Well that was until 1st recon arrived. Terrence looked in horror as he saw the dead prisoners. "What the fuck?.." Anna looked sheepishly knowing that she had killed 23 prisoners. "All is fair in war don't you think?"

Terrence snickered at the thought. "This? Fair? You are worse than the 5th Reich, you genocidal maniac!" Anna slowly giggled and then laughed. "So what? There's always going to be someone worse than someone. So why not be the worst of them all?" Terrence put a hand on his back and gripped his CGP9. "You're batshit insane. I knew you were unfit for service ever since you defended Germania and the 3rd Reich." Terrence pulled out his CGP9. "Alright Anna Smirnova. Under the jurisdiction of the New Canterian Government, you are officially under arrest."

Anna smirked. "Try me." She brought out a CG4A2.