Infantry
An Advance Wars ficcy. I don't know if this could be considered one, as it seems so generic, but I wrote it with Advance Wars in mind.
x Infantry x 100 words
We wait to be told to move, to attack, to defend.
We do nothing but follow orders.
We are the nameless ones, heads covered by helmets, weaponry in our arms.
We fight in numbers, so that if one is lost, the rest can go on.
None of us are ever mourned.
We receive our orders, and we ready ourselves for battle.
We are given no choices. The war is our land's war, and thus ours.
We follow the route planned for us, straight to the enemy.
Even as we take aim, we wonder to ourselves:
Who will we lose next?
x fin
Please excuse its brevity and its lameness. xD Opinions, no matter how harsh, would be appreciated. Would you care to review? -awinchan