"Seen any tans, blues, or grey, soldier?" A green colored plastic army man asked the other as they were scouting the desolate wasteland.
"Not really, no." The army man with the green plastic binoculars pinpointed, feeling a rumble occurring as he looked towards the western direction, lying on some small hills. "What the..."
It was then that several plastic grey tanks appeared in the distance, with all of them approaching the tiny fort occupied by the green army men.
"Ha! Ha ha!" Exclaimed a grey colored plastic army man as he popped out from the top of the grey tank. "You like it, greenies? We got tanks!"
"Oh crap." Another green solider stated as he noticed how big the tanks appeared, taking a glance at their fort as he gawked in disbelief. "They're going to blow us off the map."
"Not if we do it first!" Exclaimed a tan plastic army man as he was riding in a tan plastic war plane, with several more following from behind as they began firing at the ground.
The green army men panicked as they hid in the fort, with it receiving several damage as it broke from several blasts. The grey tanks kept rolling, firing at both the fort and the planes. The green army men had no idea on how to counter the attacks, as both the tan and grey army men were attacking them with technology. A bold green army man, the tallest of them all, stood up with a plastic green bomb, smirking.
"Who is ready to fight back?" He stated with confidence, winking as he chucked the bomb in front of the path of the tanks.
It didn't do anything.
"Damn it." The tall green army man cursed as he scurried away, with the other smaller green army men groaning as they knew they were doomed.