Chapter 1: Hopeless Retreat
Part 1: Armament
The time is 3501. Earth is a battlefield. Man versus man, but the playing board was about to be changed completely.
Inside a giant flying barracks there were several rooms filled with machine arms.
A man walked into one of the rooms wearing orange pants with a serial code on it. The man walked into the middle of the room. He had shackles on his ankles but when he stepped onto a platform in the middle of the room, two mechanical arms rose out from beneath the platform and removed the shackles.
The platform then rose up and many different mechanical arms on the walls came to life and started piecing together a suit around the man. As the parts of the suit are placed on the man, huge bolts lock down into his skin, securing each piece of armor. Large handles that are attached to mechanical gloves are places on the man's hands.
"All marines prepare to drop," a woman's voice rang throughout the flying barracks. As this is said, the finishing touches are put onto the man's armor.
Large break-fall jet packs are built-into the armor. A small cigar holder is also bolted into the front of the suit. A lit cigar is then stuck into the man's mouth, who kindly obliges and starts smoking it.
A helmet is finally lowered down and melted onto the suit. The helmet had a visor that could be lowered to shield the marine from the outside or raised if it is not necessary.
Finally, an eight-millimeter c-fourteen gauss rifle is placed in the man's hands. A large door opened in front of the man, showing a huge hangar with hundreds of other marines in it. There were also several arclite siege tanks that looked like normal tanks except that they had two huge, menacing barrels that hid a much more deadly weapon.
There were even several goliath walkers. These walkers had two large backwards legs and had no head or arms, but the shoulders had huge machine guns and missile launchers mounted onto them.
The man walked into the doorway and blew out a small bit of smoke. Right before the man closed his visor, he gave one last comment, "Hell, it's about time."