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A man lies under a crater as green colored bolts fly above him. He takes a look left and sees the dead bodies of his comrades, each having been impacted by the same bolts of green that he is hiding from now. But on his right is a G11 rifle that had been dropped by an enemy, so he grabs it and checks the ammunition to reveal 30 plasma rounds left in the magazine, the same rounds that are flying above his head. Once checked, the man loads the G11 again and starts firing blindly from the crater, killing 13.

The man gets down after all 30 plasma rounds of the G11 are expended and looks for a new weapon or an extra magazine for the G11 and finds a dead enemy soldier with three fully loaded magazines and one in its G11, presumably almost emptied out. So the man crawls to the dead soldier, making sure to not get even a hair hit by a plasma round and retrieves the 4 magazines. The man then loads a magazine into his own G11 and fires at the enemy again, this time accurately as he looked into the red dot sight installed in the G11.

But he didn't kill anyone, in fact nobody was on the battlefield. The man looked left and right again but didn't see the dead bodies of his comrades nor the german soldier that he essentially looted for plasma rounds. "What the fuck?" The man said as he went up the crater. He immediately realized his mistake as a sniper could kill him at any moment but nothing happened. No bullets hit him as he stood, instead the battlefield was dead silent. He looked where the crater was but he just found empty ground.

"Carter. Why did you leave us for dead?" A mirage said as the man, now known as Carter, aimed his G11 at the mirage. "Shut up!" Carter shot the mirage and it disappeared into thin air. "You cant run from your sins, Carter. We know what you did." A mirage of three people, one being a child appeared in front of Carter. It was the family that he killed purely out of sheer hatred towards Germania. "How in fucks name do you know english!" Carter shot his G11 at the mirage, this time with a 3 round burst.

"I told you that you cant run from us Carter." Another mirage appeared behind Carter, this time being his brother who was rather unluckily shot and killed accidentally in a friendly fire incident. Carter shot a round at the mirage, this time being silent. Suddenly he heard a priest singing a prayer with half his face gone as well as the churchgoers all with horrible defects, another mirage. This time showing the injuries inflicted by Carter.

"No. They just told me it was a normal arty shelling! Not a massacre!" Carter said, finally realizing the fact that he did some, put in layman's terms, fucked up shit while he was in the British army. Just then a crying child is heard near him which quickly turned into the voices of a hundred children. Carter gained a expression of utter horror and fear and looked to his left. What he saw almost made him puke.

A hundred children, possibly from an german orphanage all having horrid defects. Carter looked amongst the children and quickly turned his sight into a game of 'who has the worst defect?'. A child had all four of his limbs ripped out from shrapnel while another one had all of his organs in his chest area removed, possibly destroyed. Carter looked left and saw a child with all of his skin and muscle torn off from a explosion while on the right was a child with his eyeballs gouged out. These were all children who were killed in a bombing raid by the RAF and the USAF.

Carter let out a bloodcurdling scream and cried as he couldn't bear the sight anymore. He wanted to end it right here and there but his G11 had seemingly disappeared from his hands. Just as he was going to let out another scream...

August 4th, 2064. Luspiera Hill FOB

He woke up, just when the sun was rising. Another soldier next to him looked worryingly while holding a CG446 and its respective ammunition belt since Carter let out the scream during his dream. "You ok Carter?" Carter looks up and stares at the soldier. "Fuck you think Charles? Of course not! Those fucking german ghosts haunted my dreams!" Carter gets up and sits in the trench.

"Alright but look. You can't just yell so loud that the entirety of New Canteria wakes up after you do. People have to sleep-" Carter interrupts Charles. "Do you THINK i was awake!? I was literally out, stone cold and i miraculously let my screams out to the real world. You don't know what i saw!" Charles sighed as he was getting irritated. "Well what did you see then!"

"DEAD CHILDREN CHARLES. DEAD FUCKING CHILDREN FROM THE ORPHANAGES THAT THE USAF BOMBED! I SWEAR TO GOD!" Carter yelled. The other soldiers that were sleeping woke up because of Carters yelling. Some woke up like they had a hangover while others woke up and had their weapons out so quickly that if they were iron deficient then they would've died. "Carter! That's behind us now! Its literally been two decades since then but god gave us a chance to repent for our sins!"

Carter wanted to argue further but Charles did have a point. After WW3 and a attempted suicide Carter moved to New Canteria to escape war and to have another chance at living. During that time he joined CIDA because he met the qualifications for military service and because it had some good pay. Carter believed that war wouldn't reach him in New Canteria but he was proven wrong on July 8th. "Alright well i guess you are right about that. But still!" Charles suddenly widens his eyes as he stares behind Carter.

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"Stop. You literally said he was right so stop speaking." Ivan held a baton in his right hand and a CGP9 on his left hand. Carter felt a chill down his back. "B-But Major.", "Zip it. Im not hearing it." Carter let out a sigh and Ivan left. Charles then set up his CG446.

August 5th 2064, 0100 Hours.

Charles wakes up in a cold sweat as he just had a similar dream to Carter but less horrifying. Charles then gets up from the trench to see several fires from torches. "The fuck is that?" He tries to reach for a pair of goggles but doesn't see any. Instead he uses a sniper optic that is beside him. He then sees several foot soldiers and musketeers approaching the base. In shock Charles puts down the sniper scope and grabs a radio next to him.

"This is AC-12. Several unknown contacts have been spotted. I repeat, several unknown contacts have been spotted. Estimated numbers are around 100,000 and are assumed to be hostile." The base lights up with the purple glow of plasmite after the message finishes and the engines of tanks are heard roaring, soldiers are running and guns are loading.

Flares are fired up above the musketeers and foot soldiers and they are disoriented. Just as the coordinates of artillery, missile and tank barrages are set by aiming AI. Ivan carries a radio on his hand and spots the disorganized and disoriented Ashaitian soldiers and smiles. "Permission to fire has been granted. Smoke em." All at once incendiary shells and overcharged plasmite missiles all fire in what would be a incredible light show for a civilian in a really peaceful country, but terrifying for a civilian accustomed to war.

"Really had to avenge my brother in the most spectacular manner in the fucking world didn't you?" Jack says behind Ivan. As the artillery kept firing, killing hundreds, Ivan looked back. "You would have to do it someday. Adam Wilson, enlisted in civilian defense and killed in the attack on Okha. He was dear to you wasn't he not?" Jack held back his sadness. "Yes. But honestly, i never expected them to be avenged in what is a light show filled with purple light. You might have just single handedly caused the concept of light pollution right then and there."

"Well that is true but you cant have too much of anything in life can you? Just enjoy the show with your friends that have been brought along.". "Ivan. You are literally the only person who i actually have a good friendship with here. You could say that you are the only friend that was brought along." Ivan looked at Jack in mild surprise. "Well just enjoy the show. Its only going to get worse from here. Eventually nukes might be used in the playing field here, not the overcharged Plasmite missiles that the government wants to use to be more 'merciful' no, real radioactive nuclear weapons using uranium."

Jack sits down on a wooden chair. "Well i guess we have to decide how we play our moves then. You have to be stupid if you need to use nuclear weapons to gain a advantage. Especially since these fuckers still have longswords and muskets while we have cybernetics, plasmite, space fighters and more importantly, orbital cannons." Ivan chuckles a bit. "I guess you are right. But the government makes the decisions so don't blame me." Just then the bombing of the Ashaitian soldiers stops.

"Guess the artillery crews had enough fun and left it to the infantry. Or the artillery crews had enough

"Say. Isn't someone from our original air unit back in Okha supposed to arrive here?" Jack asks. Ivan nods and grabs a CG4A2 specialized for exploration, or a CG4E. The only difference from it and a normal standard issue CG4A2 is that the forward grip is removed, the magazine shortened to 20 rounds and the stock is foldable. "Yea. He has the same rank as you and has some actual ground combat experience. Akane Ayaka. The reason why she has the combat experience is because he was stuck in the Transylvanian forests in 2056, during the whole war between Romania, Ukraine and Hungary."

Jack smirks. "I got to say. Pretty impressive for her to survive Romania in itself. A single piece of currency outside your pocket or dropping your wallet could send the entire population running into action." Ivan sighed and looked back at Jack. "That's pretty racist. Not saying it isn't wrong though."

Outside Lusperia Hill FOB's Combat Zone.

"Your highness!" A royal knight ran into a command tent where two generals and Zhou were speaking. The two generals reached for their flintlock pistols but Zhou stopped them. "Speak. I'll pardon your intrusion because it seems as if its urgent." Zhou said. "We have received news back from the army about the otherw-" Zhou immediately stood up and had a expression of happiness on her face, unknowing of the fact that her armies had been destroyed.

"Good! Has the army finally done something and conquered our land back?" The royal knight looked to one of the generals and gave a expression saying 'can i ruin her dreams of an empire?'. The general nodded and the royal knight looked back at Zhou. "Well your highness. All of our armies have been obliterated trying to assault the otherworlders fortress. Furthermore your daughter revolted against you and let otherworld troops enter the ports. But a good thing is that we found out who these otherworld armies belong to. The Canterian-"

Zhou slammed her hand on the table in front of her. "How many did we kill." Zhou asked as her last chance to get some good news. "Y-your highness, 63 musketeers. C-compared to the around 150,000 troops we have lost. Only a estimated 3,500 survivors were left to be taken prisoner." The tent goes silent. You could even hear the soldiers in the nearby tent chatting because it was so silent. "Leave. Now.", "Yes your majesty."

After Zhou ordered him out the tent was still silent. That was until Zhou brought her hand up and smashed the table. "FUCK!" Zhou yelled out as she wasn't writhing out in pain but instead was angry. After a while she calmed down to a competent state after breaking the table into 4 pieces and faces both generals. "Retreat. We'll return with another army, this time using ambush tactics that the Lusperians used around 40 years ago. I don't care if you have to burn a quarter of the country, as long as the other three quarters can live."

The two generals salute and the army retreats with only 5,000 troops remaining out of the around 120,000 troops originally raised up to fight in the assault in hopes to raise another army of equal or higher strength. However, during the time in between setting up an ambush they were given unexpected help by radical occultists dedicated to make magic stronger than technology...

However the New Canterians who were dedicated to do the opposite of the radical occultists goals found out about the sudden alliance due to their spy network. In so they declared a crusade against the radical occultists and Ashait.

Now the real war starts.