6TH day of the war.
Inside the Spartan Presidential Villa now was a scenario of solemnity and silence, but outside was the exact opposite as the fierce war pushed by the Mocans kept raging on.
At the main underground shelter where most of the diplomatic leaders hid, anxiety, fear, and anger were the main feeling as these men of power vented in different ways.
After battling unrelentingly for 6 days with the same intensity and ferocity, it could be said that the Spartan defense was already dwindling.
During this duration, tens of thousands of soldiers already died from both sides but neither side cared about the loss as one side was prepared to protect their home while the other side was adamant in invading.
At this moment, the dome-shaped defense structure protecting the Presidential Villa already revealed cracks in different places. It won’t be long now till it was destroyed completely.
After repeated bombardment by the Mocan warships
“This is Sparta…”The old man stood in a daze as the word of the President reverberated in his mind. He wanted to speak again but when he focused, he saw no one, the President was gone.Bzzz!Outside in the battlefield, thunder seemed to streak through the skies as another shot from the main canon of the Leviathan bore a deep hole through the already weakened defense of the dome structure.As the Spartan soldiers frantically rushed to cover up the opening revealed in their formation by this breach, a figure suddenly flew out through the hole.The battle continued, but thousands of eyes looked up to see this figure.“Leonidas!”At the location of the battlefield where the 2 Mocan Commanders fought, their eyes constricted in slight trepidation and fear as soon as they saw this figure.Commander Rashford and Commander Arthur did not show much of a surprise on seeing the President. From the proceeding
Seeing the outcome of the clash that just happened, both the Spartan and Mocan armies were thrown into a daze amid their fierce battle.Disbelief and horror could be felt from the Mocan army, seeing their 2 seemingly invisible Commanders get so beaten in just 2 minutes and forced out of the battlefield sprouted all the horrors in their hearts.They felt like they were hallucinating, but they knew that it was real.For the Spartan army, the soldiers only felt reverence and adoration on seeing this. The morale which was originally slowly dying rose again, spiked, and blazed like raging wildfire in harmattan.“For Sparta!” They roared in unison.Then, like they received a strange buff, they became more effective on the battlefield immediately as they automatically switched their strategy from defense to offense.Every single Spartan soldier on the battlefield suddenly started punching harder, the ranged soldiers strangely started sh
On witnessing 2 of their warships being destroyed in the span of just over a dozen minutes, horror gripped the hearts of the Mocan army. Disbelief filled their hearts but they knew that they were not hallucinating. For years, the Mocan and even the Spartan soldiers believed that only warships could destroy warships. In their perspective, those were war weapons of technology that already transcended human capabilities. Now, this notion in their heart was ruthlessly cut off and replaced. Seeing the 2 crashed warships, they felt fear grip their soul. Despite the shock, the Mocan war leaders were able to react instantly. Immediately, they improvised in even more drastic ways. The Mocan army did not dare leave anything to luck and chances again. Blue fire spewed out of the sides of the enormous Leviathan, pouring out enough heat to propel it with speed as it immediately rushed to the side of the nearest warship closest to the Spartan President.
The same way that the Mocan forces infiltrated the Spartan republic in droves like an unstoppable tide, so also did they retreat like a tide of headless sheep without a shepherd.The Generals and military leaders who were part of the commanding brass tried to make it an organized retreat, but the vengeful Spartan soldiers did not let them.Now unrestrained, the Spartan air force finally had the opportunity to rule the skies. Spartan Fighter jets, War helicopters, airborne war machines all filled the skies in pursuit of the enemies.Bringing 80% of their forces for an invasion was an extremely risky venture from the onset, now the Mocans suffered the repercussions for real.Under the leadership of Commander Rashford and Commander Arthur, the Spartan army went on a rampage.Both Commanders did not hold back at all, they vented all their pent-up rage and frustration over the past 5 days, using all these to draw more power to massacre more efficiently
When morning finally came, Clark and the other soldiers of Vatican City still didn’t have the luxury of sleep. All the corpses in the city needed to be taken care of and they as soldiers were needed for the burials. With bloodshot eyes, Clark did not participate in the cleaning as he walked towards the Vatican government building after giving orders to the soldiers. He did not know the current state of his car as his implant could not connect with it. His mind was not focused on that now though, he had other more important pending matters. As he walked, his eyes subconsciously wandered randomly, taking in all the damage along the way until he got to his location. As soon as he got to the government building, he met the city commissioners. Head Commissioner Patrick looked a few years older, it was clear that the war took a toll on his health physically and psychologically. On seeing their leader, the commissioners greeted him but with much less
In the Presidential Villa, as the cities were slowly being cleaned by the soldiers in other to begin proper recovery measures from the war, the same thing also happened here.Before the sun brightened completely, the Spartan soldiers already engaged in a huge clean-up. With heavy hearts, the soldiers removed the corpses of their comrades and cleaned the blood of their friends.As this was done, a proper record of the war was also compiled.…In the President’s mansion inside the Villa, Commander Rashford and Commander Arthur whose war armors had cracks and were still stained by blood and dust walked inside the mansion.After the war ended prematurely, while their subordinates went out to hunt the Mocan soldiers vengefully, they both remained behind to arrange things and return everything to the normal order.Just like the other soldiers, they didn’t get to sleep throughout the night. Only their physiques as 5th rank high-g
“Who are you?” The Spartan President asked again as he did not get an answer the first time. While he asked, his hands already slid inside his jacket. After his fingers laid down on the daggers, he finally felt a little secure. Yes, he did not feel secure but only felt a little secure because this person sitting before him was like a different existence entirely. As a 5th rank high-grade soldier who was at the pinnacle, his perception was extremely frightening. Right now, the aura being released by this stranger was so crushing that he found it a chore to remain standing. “Who is this? Who did I offend? Is it related to the war?” As he looked at the stranger warily, his brain already geared into overdrive as a lot of thoughts went through his mind. In this world, few existences could suppress him so completely with aura alone. He already had a guess but he did not dare confirm it. Seconds passed and still getting no response fr
The day after the end of the war was New year's day.The Mocan republic celebrated the new year like always, but the atmosphere in the country was strange and oppressive compared to recent years. It was like they committed an abomination.About wars, it was only normal for civilians of any country to hate it. Too bad that they were not the ones in the decision-making brass, the President of the country and the military Commanders were the ones in charge.Though during the war period news from Sparta was cut off from the whole world and only optimistic news of the Mocan army winning was sent back, most Mocan civilians could still imagine the brutality.Throughout the years, the Spartan republic hardly ever takes the initiative to invade but there are rare examples where they did.Those that lived in that period knew how it was, so they didn’t want to see such a thing happening again.Only the true lunatics who craved violence enjoyed th