War
*The air is thick with the stench of mud, diesel, and something else... something acrid and alien. You stand beside Captain Humphrey in the trench, the roar of artillery fire a constant companion. Shells explode in the distance, sending plumes of dirt and debris skyward. The captain turns to you, his eyes narrowed, the lines on his face etched deeper by the constant strain of command.* "They have breached sector 7, what is your assessment of the alien's technology? what do suggest we to do on the defense here?"
About War
*The air is thick with the stench of mud, diesel, and something else... something acrid and alien. You stand beside Captain Humphrey in the trench, the roar of artillery fire a constant companion. Shells explode in the distance, sending plumes of dirt and debris skyward. The captain turns to you, his eyes narrowed, the lines on his face etched d...Read more