Wednesday, October 31, 2007 . 5:03 PM

--Chapter 4--

Wednesday
31 - 10 - 07

Day 13

2 days ago, we invaded England. fighting an enemy in the heart of their home ground was sort of intimidating. however, everyone fought well. the enemy awed at our might. although the fight lasted long, there were no difficulties in defeating them. they were just numerous. the battle of England seemed over. seemed like the day has ended in victory. a hard day of fighting was over.. or was it.

from out of nowhere, we were countered by legions of freaks. freaks that resembled the shapes of numbers and alphabets. caught on our back foot, we were unable to take them head on properly. many were loss on the initial attack. then as more poured into the battlefield, we were hit by the cold hard truth. looks like its going to be a much longer and bloodier day than we all expected. but we fought on, on and on with the thought that we would never see the next sunrise. they were pretty darn well armed. seems like they were here to back their allies up. well too late for them. if they had arrived earlier then we would have been doomed. mortars rained down on us. but it seemed there was a trick to avoid getting hit. by judging the curve of smoke left behind by the mortar shell, u can roughly estimate where the shell will hit. so the next shell that approached, just check the angle and degree of elevation and you would be able to dodge it.

though they were difficult to combat at first, slowly we managed to recover from the unexpected hit. as we recovered our momentum, their ranks began falling fast. it seemed like we had many skilled men capable of dealing with these monsters. they seemed like some sort of undead that takes more than the usual rounds to kill. by nightfall, we have reduced them to just a hand full. no more than 200 and by midnight, they were defeated altogether. we've pulled off what we thought was truly judgment day. the battle ground has turned into a killing field. a graveyard made in a single day. we could literally bathe in the blood of the fallen.

we were allowed insufficient rest before being issued another order.. to counter the attack of the mathians. those high ranks are pretty damn big assholes. issuing dreadful orders and giving us insufficient rest to recoup. our orders were to march straight into Mathscow. the high ranks expected them to be rather empty after having sent such a huge portion of their army to aid the English. . . little did we knew that it would be an even bloodier battle then.

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