Paul arrives at the dusty airbase, apart from the HESCO barriers and the sea of Desert camouflage vehicles and soldiers, there wasn't much else to see. Already, the sand was getting inside his uniform and Oxford shoes. General John walks up to him and makes a snappy salute as wind billows the sand at them while the intense revs of trucks could be heard from around the airbase.
"John, what the hell is this place?"
"A hot shimmering Hell with giant armored worms and yellowish ape-like Sand beasts."
"And you tell me there's towns here inhabited by Hybrids?"
"Yep, Dark Elves, Horseheads, Demons and even the rare Aquatic Humanoids."
"It must be hard as heck to live off this place with magic and swords."
"They're legends that's for sure. Though the towns stink and there's little to no infrastructure, they're making it work somehow."
"So, why was I pulled from my very nice vacation to the Vampire Kingdom?"
"Things aren't looking good. Right now, the spearhead got absolutely destroyed. The main force is halted and are right now performing a Tactical Pause, we also can't build Depots due to the autism of the land. So, we're forced to send tankers out in the middle of the desert without air cover."
"And you want me to activate my ABCT so that you could...?"
"Have them as rear protection. Shit is so fucked, those Werewovles are being more of a nuisance than expected, even the Russians are starting to fold. Eight football muscled furballs that can bite your head off and the bloodlust of a Saltwater Crocodile."
"Damn, Werewolves? Then kill them when they're in human form then."
"Naw, this ones been fucked with by the first Demon King, they're permanently in that form and reproduce in that form."
"Wait, they can reproduce?!"
"Yep, with basically any female species. That Demon King Vita has some sick Science and Magic but bullets still stop them, thank God."
"Jesus John, and you're telling me we're supposed to blitz the Demon Kingdom when already, our Spearhead force of not only US players with US military equipment and freaking Russians are getting stopped?!"
"It's not like we live in this place. Everything is foreign to us, from the plants to the air. So, let's get this over with before we fold like chumps."
"How did the other Generals approve of this mess?"
"Believe it or not, I heard rumors that they actually had a fight in the war room."
"Weren't you supposed to be there?"
"Oh Paul, did you lose your Distinguished Service Medal? I can see you're missing the round one."
"Don't shift the topic you moron. Were you out drinking or some shit?"
"I was totally not. And you? Still not pulling any bitches?"
"Aw, fuck. You had to go there? A married man telling me I ain't pulling no bitches."
"What? I thought you would've already banged the Queen day in and day out. How the fuck are you still a cherry boy at this stage when two forever supermodel Vampires are literally willing to spread there legs for you?"
"Huh, my entire life. I was busy making a company flourish. Do you expect me to have a matured romantic experience capable of bringing the ladies in? Heck no. I know how to crunch numbers in my office and make millions. Not pussy."
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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...
