Hello, I've decided to pump out my next chapter today, but it looks like you're going to have to wait a while longer to find out what Volger's being talking about. More clues will come out in the next few chapters as I go back to the Empire. Sadly, Rookie isn't the main character, but you will see him later. I also noticed that I forgot to put disclaimers for the last few chapters, so here it is:

Disclaimer: I do not own Leviathan, I am not Scott, this does not generate any revenue, and is made purely for the soul purpose of enjoyment.

Oh yeah, I won't be able to post any writings from Friday to Tuesday as I'm traveling to Hawaii at that time without a laptop. :( and :D at the same time.

All Hail the Emperor

Around the time Volger reads the newspapers:

Lieutenant William Angelos walked out of the tent towards a group of soldiers standing in a single file line outside. A man with 3 inverted chevrons stitched onto his shoulder cried out, "1st squad attention hut!" and saluted him along with the rest of the ten men squad.

William returned the salute, "At ease, soldiers." He quickly observed the faces of the soldiers standing in front of him. Hmm, no women, that should be expected though, cause if there were women in the army, most of them would be in the Elite. From the looks of these faces, they were deserters from the other side. Mostly thanks to the fact that the Euro-Imperium was winning by a landslide against the Germans and Russians scattered on the other side of the trenches.

"Today, you Guardsmen will be setting up the rainproof covers over top of the trenches at the second line for the first 4 hours. Then you will have the chance to improve your current pits for 30 minutes. Then, from 1230 hours to 1500 hours you will have to continue your extensive training, resulting in a 30-minute lunch break. Understand?"

"Sir, yes sir!" cried the squad in unison. The blokes here had heavy German accents. A result from the 1-month extensive re-training to speak English made sure they understood him though. Trenches on this side of 'no-man's land' were much dryer and cleaning than the enemies. As well as supplies were more bountiful. The world record setting 1 to 300 death ratio meant that soldiers had a very good chance to live, and that's what really makes the Empire's soldiers willing to fight harder.

Hours later, the covers were all set up to take another beating from the frequent storms which seemed to inhabit every battle zone. Steel bunkers all along the trench would attract most of the enemy artillery fire. Even if they did manage to break through the 2 feet wide wall of steel, it didn't do them much better as no one was inside them during the artillery barrages. The machine gunners all hid in their dugouts across from it with their equipment. Concrete slabs of stone were set into the bottom of the trenches to make it much cleaner and easier for the machinery to get around. William looked at his watch. 1130 hours. Just 30 minutes of waiting until lunchtime, he hoped it wasn't wursts again. He had just about had enough of eating German sausages while fighting the Russians. The Empire's system was to send soldiers of a certain country across to the next front in order to prevent a loss of moral in the army. About 1/3 of his battalion were ex- Germans.

Suddenly, the sound of rocket artillery started behind him. Nicknamed the Emperor's Organs because of their sound, the rocket artillery would each fire 8 rockets at the same time. The result was a devastated hunk of burnt metal, oil, and blood from each hit. William watched as the rockets flew through the air and explode onto the Russian trench line. Going back to his mini table with the radio, he's hears from his commanding officer a change of plans. Lunch would have to wait.

"For the Emperor!" was the sound that came from the soldiers of 5th Battalion as they climbed out of their trenches and ran towards the Russian defenses. William was with his Elite squad, sent along with the one squad he had to look after. "1st squad, get behind the shield!" he yelled as he got behind Mac, the ex-British machine gunner, who was currently carrying the 2 meters tall and 3 meters wide bulletproof shield along with Rookie, the new guy. Holly, the other Elite, who was also secretly his girlfriend, was sniper. She was also the only woman in his platoon. She took shots at the Russians while peeking around the moving shield.

"1 down, hundreds to go," she replied as she sent a bullet through a Russians head. They were now about 20 meters from the trench line. Slowed down by the engineers as the cleared the way of mines. William took out his Schmeiser sub machine gun, a submachine gun created by a German guy, fitted with a adjustable scope in order to switch from the iron sights to the scope and back. The Schmeiser were one of the only fully automatic lightweight guns ever created. Regular Guardsmen only had M1 Grands, which were American based rifles, which were semi-automatic and had 8 rounds. He fired shots at a group of Russian soldiers, managing to clip one in the shoulder as bullets whistled in the air above his head. He checked behind him. The sergeant was directing his Tesla gunner closer to the shield. The Empire's scientists were able to miniaturize the Tesla cannon into a portable gun. The flamer project was abandoned in favor of this gun due to the unstable chemicals of the flamethrower. Another plus about the Tesla gun was that even if the tank did explode. The carrier would be protected in his rubber-insulated suit. The people near him wouldn't be so lucky.

A group of Ravagers ran towards the trench line on his left. Ravagers were a special fabricated breed just for ripping apart the enemies' throats, they were fabricated using the lifelines of dogs, tigers, and some other animal that makes them super tough to a few rifle shots. The sound of gun fire blocked out the screams of the Russians as they were torn apart by the savage beasts. He looked away. His platoon was making good progress as they got closer to the trenches. When they were 3 meters away, he dropped a grenade into the trench to clear whatever was left in there. The Tesla gunner ran ahead and fired deadly arcs of electricity towards anyone unlucky enough to be still alive. William jumped into the trench and listened to the sounds of a far away trumpet declaring another victory in the name of the Emperor. A flag was raised by another platoon with the Fenix staring out into the battlefield. All hail the Emperor.

So here's the new secondary main character. Like it? Hate it? Please review and tell me what I should change or keep for my later chapters. I notice that it's a bit too fast paced, so the next few chapters will be slow, detail oriented.