Ortum Aquilae
It is 24 March of 2055. The very same man is located right outside of the small port of Ardenza, north-west of Rome.
The man in the front line of battle is Antonio Houston. A man of Spanish-Italian-American descent, a great warrior, and the general of the tenth division of the Roman army. He is tall, fairly muscular, with short nearly-white hair, small brown eyes and a big nose. He is currently inside the camp of the general leader of the army, that is camped right outside the small port of Ardenza, and he is discussing with the general.
"My man, Antonio Houston" the general leader says, "you were always loyal to me, and it honors me that you are standing right here, to aid me with your good military and tactic skills to get this port back and re-establish our trading activities with the cities of south-eastern France."
"It is my responsibility to serve you, and the city of Rome" Antonio says.
"Even if that requires to sacrifice your own life?" the general leader says, as Antonio is frozen and his eyes momentarily bulge on the hearing of that strange request.
"See" the general continues "we now face a new mutated monster, the kind of we havent encountered before. It is, i am afraid... very strong... so strong, that any action on our behalf is deemed to fail." the general says, with his head down, on the floor.
"How, how do you know that we are doomed? How can you be so sure that we will fail? Our soldiers are so well trained, and the majority of the mutants seems harmless or incapable of beating us when we fight in strong big masses of soldiers."
As the general is about to speak, a soldier enter the camp with alarmed news:
"THEY break our first line of defence, they are faster and very strong physically, we cant, we just cant defeat them. PLEASE let us retreat!" the scared soldier says, obviously horrified by what he must have seen.
"How do they proceed?" the General asks.
The soldier, struggling between panting and speaking, he says "the typical mutated forces approach, although they are faster by almost three or.. four times."
With a decisive tone of voice, he commands a counter-attack of the fourth and sixth division stationed in the second line of defence, using the maniple channels tactic.
"Yes my general" the soldier says and leaves running
"Maniple Channels!?" Antonio says with a raising voice "it is very dangerous, as the infantry flanks will be vulnerable!"
"Like they have the brain capacity to think that out" the general mumbles while he leaves the camp.
Antonio then climb up his horse and goes to the third and last line of defence, when his division is stationed.
"Orders are, we will approach and re-take the second line of defence if the fourth and six division succeed on their counter-attack, and if they fail..well, if they fail, we will stay here to protect our camp from these new mutants" Antonio yells to his men.
Almost 3 quarters have passed and the news are confirmed. The fourth and sixth division failed to counter-attack the mutated monsters, and they panickly retreated back to the third and last line of defence, when Antonio is.
A numberless amount of soldiers are running towards the third line, panicked and terrified with dirt, sweat and blood dripping from their hands and armor.
"RUN"
"RETREAT"
"They are invincible"
"They are MONSTERS"
the retreating soldiers yells, discouraging the soldiers of Antonio.
Not a moment later, they appear. They are big, they are tall, they are very strong, with huge muscles covering their bodies, and thick purple veins pumping hard out of their bodies.
"FIGHT" Antonio yelps "FIGHT HARD" as the monsters jump on their soldiers, clashing with them in third defence line.
The battle last only 20 minutes, and it ends in a massacre, with the men "drowned" on a pool of blood, and limbs scattered through out the battlefield.
The man in the front line of battle is Antonio Houston. A man of Spanish-Italian-American descent, a great warrior, and the general of the tenth division of the Roman army. He is tall, fairly muscular, with short nearly-white hair, small brown eyes and a big nose. He is currently inside the camp of the general leader of the army, that is camped right outside the small port of Ardenza, and he is discussing with the general.
"My man, Antonio Houston" the general leader says, "you were always loyal to me, and it honors me that you are standing right here, to aid me with your good military and tactic skills to get this port back and re-establish our trading activities with the cities of south-eastern France."
"It is my responsibility to serve you, and the city of Rome" Antonio says.
"Even if that requires to sacrifice your own life?" the general leader says, as Antonio is frozen and his eyes momentarily bulge on the hearing of that strange request.
"See" the general continues "we now face a new mutated monster, the kind of we havent encountered before. It is, i am afraid... very strong... so strong, that any action on our behalf is deemed to fail." the general says, with his head down, on the floor.
"How, how do you know that we are doomed? How can you be so sure that we will fail? Our soldiers are so well trained, and the majority of the mutants seems harmless or incapable of beating us when we fight in strong big masses of soldiers."
As the general is about to speak, a soldier enter the camp with alarmed news:
"THEY break our first line of defence, they are faster and very strong physically, we cant, we just cant defeat them. PLEASE let us retreat!" the scared soldier says, obviously horrified by what he must have seen.
"How do they proceed?" the General asks.
The soldier, struggling between panting and speaking, he says "the typical mutated forces approach, although they are faster by almost three or.. four times."
With a decisive tone of voice, he commands a counter-attack of the fourth and sixth division stationed in the second line of defence, using the maniple channels tactic.
"Yes my general" the soldier says and leaves running
"Maniple Channels!?" Antonio says with a raising voice "it is very dangerous, as the infantry flanks will be vulnerable!"
"Like they have the brain capacity to think that out" the general mumbles while he leaves the camp.
Antonio then climb up his horse and goes to the third and last line of defence, when his division is stationed.
"Orders are, we will approach and re-take the second line of defence if the fourth and six division succeed on their counter-attack, and if they fail..well, if they fail, we will stay here to protect our camp from these new mutants" Antonio yells to his men.
Almost 3 quarters have passed and the news are confirmed. The fourth and sixth division failed to counter-attack the mutated monsters, and they panickly retreated back to the third and last line of defence, when Antonio is.
A numberless amount of soldiers are running towards the third line, panicked and terrified with dirt, sweat and blood dripping from their hands and armor.
"RUN"
"RETREAT"
"They are invincible"
"They are MONSTERS"
the retreating soldiers yells, discouraging the soldiers of Antonio.
Not a moment later, they appear. They are big, they are tall, they are very strong, with huge muscles covering their bodies, and thick purple veins pumping hard out of their bodies.
"FIGHT" Antonio yelps "FIGHT HARD" as the monsters jump on their soldiers, clashing with them in third defence line.
The battle last only 20 minutes, and it ends in a massacre, with the men "drowned" on a pool of blood, and limbs scattered through out the battlefield.