Fire Aboard The Grand Walker
This is why Vandal hated Walkers. Their metallic hull made for a poor surface to find grip with pads and claws. He fell from one side to the other of this hallway, from getting a face full of rivets from view ports to cold steel on the other. He felt...
Final charge of the Iron Sabers Brigade
The Brigadier was holding his saber, ready to lead the way, his men stood at the ready. A dense fog was in the air, obscuring all visibility. No fighter's, but also no Hawks, the bastard death mongers of the sky. "Prepare, my boys, the creatures of...
Covering Fire
Just as quickly as the fire burned the beaches, burned sand to glass, burned soldiers to ashes, the fire receded. Dion coughed and gagged. Ashes spewed from her mouth and nostrils. She had a layer of soot covering her...
Siege of Bastogne (WIP)
The siege was going to hell. 3/4 of the entire Storm Eagles were shot down. Among them, Alyx and Takara. The Comet Brigade was vital to taking the Clunkers by surprise and easing the assault on the cross-roads, securing the 77th Army's rear...
The Bridge Of Cologne prt. 2
Vandal trudged on, helping any of his Brothers and Sisters to their feet, handing them their weapons and urging them to fall back to the city, while he questioned them where his love was. Many had pointed him farther onto the bridge. Slowly he made...
An Iron Tomb
The fire was brutal, unrelenting as the Clunkers closed in on the Anthro's position. The manufactorium they holed up in was raining flakes of rust and chips of sythsteel. Vandal was picking off charging Clunkernaughts. "Doktor! We have to leave!...