"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...
In one of the old high rise buildings a mile away from the airport, two soldiers clad in modern equipment, wearing a full Ghillie suit watch over it. The one lying prone on a table facing the airport was using an M82A1 .50 High Caliber Sniper Rifle and another one was sitting beside him with an M21 Sniper Rifle with a telescope.
The one with the Fifty caliber raises his right arm into his headset that's built in the helmet he's wearing. He speaks with a stoic and mature voice.
"Spooker, We got massive movement at the airport. Berznick is making a move on Libertus. They just sent scouts on Horseback running to the Eastern side of the city. We'll be pushing through the East of the AO."
A rapsy reply with the sound of aircraft engines drowning out a portion of his voice replies.
"Affirmative Stalker, we're passing through MSR Churchill. Continue to report every 5 mikes on enemy disposition."
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"Roger that Spooker. We'll start moving now, out"
In front of a large entrance to a Dungeon where two giant Pillars of men are lifting the mountain side with an open plain outside it, Paul disembarks his Black Undead Horse with Red Demon eyes. He looks around at the other players, all of them are high level and wearing rare and lavish armor with weapons made from the best materials in the game to soldiers that look like they came from the Napoleonic Era, with Muskets that have Magical properties.
Many of the players also have high level companions that range from Dragons, Humanoids with Smart A.I. capable of speech and emotion, to creepier Four Legged Hell spawns. He opens his horse Inventory by opening a pouch, a large space is revealed. 30X30 boxes. Inside was 1x Two-Handed Dark Sword that takes up 10X10 of the space, 2x Colt Python Revolvers that is 5X5, 2x M9 Berretta's also 5X5 and the rest full of all sorts of Potions, ranging from Strength+ to Speed and Fast Healing.
Picking the sword and the guns. His large trench coat covers its Black and Silver scabbard while his two revolvers are holstered on his hip and the M9 Beretta holstered on the sides of his chest, inside his suits Jacket.
He looks around and it's mostly player guilds and armies that're going to enter the Dungeon, and sees only four to six people in the crowd that seem to not be part of any guild or group. He keeps a low profile and puts up a font that seems like he doesn't want to converse with anyone but himself though some people have already kept their eyes on him.
"I might have overdone it with the disguise."
The large doors full of etches depicting a great war between Heroes and Demons slowly open and the players outside start to walk inside the Dungeon. He looks inside and it seems to be very well lit, with lanterns lighting up the path, though the bricks that serve as the wall are very worn and old, with leaves growing into and outside of it. The only light source inside are the green lanterns that seem to never run out of gas to fuel its light.
