In a silent afternoon in the full dive game of Dark World VR, a dense forest brimming with life, from deers roaming about and fireflies that turn the darkness of the forest into a lively place as the perfect moon looks down upon it from above, with a calm wind, and the sleep-inducing sounds of the peaceful forestry, a whirlwind sound is heard. The tall trees of the forest suddenly rustled and its peace disturbed by machinery.
A MH-60M Blackhawk transport helicopter with its lights turned off flies over the trees, meters from its tips. The roaring sounds of the engines and rotors overwhelm the calm and peaceful atmosphere of the forest. The deers scatter as the flying metal bird soullessly reaches its destination.
There lies a battlefield, deep within this forest, where a large battle occurred previously between two armies, NPC or Player control, no one knows. Heaps of leftover swords, shields and dead horses litter a burned part of the forest creating a space for the helicopter to land. The chopper gently touches down in the scarred part of the forest, where the smell of death and horrors of the fight still linger.
As they exit out tactically, securing a Three-Sixty Degree perimeter around the Blackhawk, the Black Ops squad leader gestures with his two fingers, pointing forward twice.
A human exits the helicopter in an all-black suit, fedora and trench coat. With a stoic posture, he walks into the middle of the battlefield with the soldiers protecting him, scanning their surroundings and checking for enemies. Suddenly, the man in the suit stops and with two fingers pointing forward, he makes a small cross. This opens his Player Options, a holographic tab that shows his Player Stat, Inventory, Friends, Guild and Companions. He presses the Friends tab in-game and messages a man named "Sovietsty_Blyat" and types
"Where are you? The area is clear."And a reply immediately pops
"Wait, wait, wait, this is our first time on the American server. You guys have lands as open as our Urals."
Out in the distance, another sound of rotors vibrates through the luscious forestry, a heavy rotorcraft is flying on about, till it finally finds the former battlefield. A Russian Mi-8MT Hip Medium Lift Transport Helicopter appears, flying low and near the treetop to avoid detection. It lands quickly and a man wearing a Spetsnaz Uniform exits. He scans around the area as a Six-man fire team of Skeleton soldiers in Spetsnaz uniform, armed with the new age Kalashnikovs tactically exits the helicopter, performing a thorough robotic perimeter check, securing Three-Sixty perimeter of the helicopter's vicinity. PilotMan then messaged him.
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Army of the Damned
General Fiction"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary." An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...