Let the war begin. Plenty of action for this chapter as well, but most likely won't be as long as the last one, which was the longest thing I have ever written. Anyway, enough chit chat, let's get to the action.
Due to the large amounts of action and POV shifts, time may jump back a little bit during some POV shifts, just a warning to avoid confusion.
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Act I: Revelation
Chapter 10: Capital Interest Part II
"Sparrow to Cardinal, do you read me?"
"This is Cardinal, I read you."
"I got what appears to be a two rifle companies with armor support heading your way. These tanks aren't like anything I have ever seen; I advise extreme caution. We are pulling back to your position now."
"Copy that, see you in a few." Cardinal leader responded through his helmet mic. "Alright Cardinals, we got some company coming our way. Sparrow squad is estimating around two hundred men plus tanks coming down this road. Falcon squad is holding the three story building across the street and Sparrow squad is going to reinforce us here. As soon as the Belkans reach the intersection, we light them up like the Fourth of July." The ten men surrounding him all nodded in consent before checking and clearing their weapons; they were going to be in for a rough night.
"Lieutenant, the other two task forces our in route to their objectives." The sergeant called out from the radio operator's seat of the command vehicle.
"Good, what is our ETA to the capital district?" Hopper replied, confident that they would meet only light resistance due to the destruction of the two military bases that surrounded Oured.
"We are about fifteen minutes out sir."
The column of two hundred and fifty men and five tanks continued down the road, unaware of the Osean defenders lurking in the buildings.
"Alright boys, light em up!" Cardinal lead called out. Immediately, three AT-4 rockets stretched out at two different tanks that soon became obscured in the resulting explosions. This was followed by a volley of 40mm grenades that landed among the confused Belkan troops.
"Sir, Task Force B reports enemy fire outside OIA." The sergeant reported in. "Wait; hold that, Task Force C is also reporting en…"
BANG!
The tank shook violently from the explosion. Each person in the tank had to readjust in their seat after the blast. Other than a small scratch and scorch mark on the frontal armor, the tank was fine.
"What the hell was that?!" Hopper yelled out. Only to be drowned out by the sounds of multiple small explosions.
"Osean ambush," A report came in through the radio, "They are in the three story building at 11 o' clock."
"Gunner, target building, three story complex at bearing 020, range 50, you may engage when ready."
"Roger that sir." The gunner's comment was barely audible due to the release of energy from the main gun. The cannon went through its short three second recharge period before firing once again at the target building.
By now the other four tanks had also started to engage. After fifteen seconds of continuous firing from all five tanks, the building collapsed, killing all who were inside.
"What is our ETA to the capital district?" Johnson asked the pilot.
"We are about five minutes out, sir." The pilot responded, oblivious the pair of fighter jets closing from the side. Lucario sensed their approach and used Force Palm on the side door of the helicopter, sending it flying into the air. He then summoned up a small but powerful Aura Sphere and launched it with all his might on an intercept course with one of the approaching fighters. The unfortunate Belkan pilot didn't have any time to react as his plane exploded around him. The second attacking fighter fired a burst from its 30mm cannon which impacted the Blackhawk in its tail section, effectively severing it from the rest of the aircraft. The helicopter went into a tailspin without the counter balance that the tail rotor provided.
"Mayday, mayday, Eagle flight is hit. We are going down in sector G-15. There are enemy fighters in the area, I repeat, there are enemy fighters in the…" The pilot was cut short by the impact of helicopter into an empty parking lot. The crashed Blackhawk continued to skid across the ground, sending up a furry of sparks in its wake before colliding into the side of a building.
Lucario struggled to get up in wake of the impact. His vision was still somewhat blurry but he could hear the crackling of a fire and smell its smoke. He saw Zorua unconscious at his feet when his vision came back into focus; he carefully picked her up before exiting the burning wreck. Lucario turned around to see three of the marines supporting each other following in his footsteps. Only moments later, the helicopter exploded in a giant fireball that lit up the night sky.
"So, how bad is the damage?" General Ryan asked the Major General.
"Most of the fires have been put out and the wounded who we believed can be saved have been moved to the infirmary. We have also had to convert several of the barracks into makeshift wards." The Major General said with a heavy sigh. "We are estimating over one thousand dead plus three hundred wounded, most of whom are in critical condition. Of the remaining men, we have about two hundred who are capable of fighting.
"As far as equipment goes, most of it is wrecked beyond repair. Of what was exposed in the blast zone, only the heavy armored vehicles survived. To supplement this, we also have the aircraft and artillery that was in the reinforced hangers at the time. In all, we have nine operational M1A2s, five M247s, eight X-36s, and all fourteen Paladins plus their crews. However, the hanger doors are currently jammed shut; we are working on getting them open."
"That's not much, but it will have to do." Ryan replied, distraught at the heavy losses. "What is the status of the troops in the city?"
"Both Delta and Echo battalions have made it to their defense zones and are digging in now. However, Nordic flight couldn't make it into OIA. They took up secondary positions around airport instead; they were just making contact when I left."
"Very well, let's try to scrape together whatever reinforcements we can. They are going to need it."
Cardinal lead watched in horror as the 'thought to be destroyed tanks' emerged from the smoke and began firing lasers into Falcon squad's building. The three story building only lasted a few seconds before collapsing.
"Cardinal squad, we are pulling back." He ordered and taking time to fire one more burst from his M4 to take out one more Belkan invader before running to the back of the building with his six remaining men followed by Sparrow squads four survivors.
"Where is your CO?" Cardinal lead asked one of the panicked soldiers.
"Our CO and XO are dead sir. I guess that leaves you in command, sir." One of the privates said in a quaking voice.
"Damn, this is bad. I guess we should haul it over to the capital district. It is closer than the industrial area and we can use side streets to avoid that column." The sergeant gestured back to the road with the tanks on it; he got several nods and 'Yes sirs' in response. The ragtag group of defenders set off toward the capital district when a Blackhawk came spirally down and crashed in a parking lot not too far off, a short amount of time later, it explodes in a grand display of combusting jet fuel.
"Dang, that was one of ours." The sergeant swore under his breathe. "Come on let's go see if there are any survivors."
Lucario was able to make out Johnson, Snow and the Chief. He knew the other had perished in the explosion if they had survived the crash itself. Johnson and Snow were supporting the Chief, who appeared to have a large gash along his leg. Lucario set Zorua down on the concrete before walking over to there the three shaken marines were resting.
"How bad is it?" Lucario inquired, inspecting the cut on the marine's lower leg.
"It is bad enough to keep him from walking." Johnson replied before looking back at the burning hulk that held four of his fellow countrymen. "He needs a medical attention badly; unfortunately, most of our gear just got barbecued."
"I am no medic, but I can heal him." Lucario replied before tearing the uniform at the knee.
"What are you planning on doing?" The Chief asked, pain evident in his voice.
"Watch." Lucario then focused aura across the palm of his hands and placed them over the cut. The immense pain that occupied the Chief's leg disappeared, replaced by the soothing feeling of aura surrounding his leg. After a few more seconds of this treatment, Lucario pulled his hands back and dispersed the aura that had surrounded his hands. The three marines found themselves looking at a perfectly normal leg that held no evidence that a cut even existed.
"How did you do that?" The Chief asked, dumbfounded as he moved his newly healed leg about.
"I simply accelerated the healing process with aura." Lucario replied nonchalantly.
"Wait, I thought aura was destructive and explosive." Johnson asked. Lucario almost laughed at the stupidity of the comment.
"Not quite. Aura is like water; it has different states that have different functions. These states just do not have any differences in their appearance." Lucario stood up and looked off into the distance. "Some more of your countries soldiers are coming this way. I think it would be best if you talk to them first."
"Agreed, why don't you just wait back there for a bit while I sort this out?"
Lucario nodded, picked up Zorua, and walked over the area Johnson had pointed out. A few seconds later, he heard someone calling out to them.
"Hey, you guys alright? That was one hell of a crash." The approaching soldier yelled out.
"Yah, no kidding," Johnson replied, "So, what element are you?"
"Sergeant Nicholas, Cardinal squad. We also have the remnants of Sparrow squad."
"Captain Johnson, Eagle squad." The two men briefly shook hands.
"I thought that Eagle squad was deployed to the capital district. What the hell are you doing all the way over here?"
"We were on a mission out in the forest at the edge of the city." Johnson replied, it was not a lie per se, but it wasn't the complete truth either. "We were on our way to the capitol building when our bird got blasted, lost four good men in that one."
"Sorry to hear that captain, but we should probably get moving. The Belkans appear to have three different forces moving throughout the city. One is heading for the industrial sector, another is heading downtown, and the final on is heading for the capital district. Their tanks are ripping us to shreds. They fire lasers, freaking lasers, and our AT-4s don't even scratch them."
Johnson was wondering what to do with Lucario by this point. He was torn between revealing him and keeping him hidden. When he was about to speak, he heard Lucario's voice in his head.
"Don't, they are not ready. I will follow behind you'll; when the time comes, I will reveal myself."
"Alright then, let's get moving to the capital district then." Johnson replied to Nicholas as the group headed off down the street.
The Lieutenant Colonel of Battalion D was observing his troop deployments around the industrial sector, smiling at his masterfully planned ambush. According to the radio reports that were coming in from the various Nordic elements, two Belkan rifle companies would be coming down the road that bordered Razgriz Park. Inside the park, he had deployed four M1A2s, twelve M2A3s, and a rifle company of infantry. The vehicles were covered in camouflage netting, making them rather difficult to pick out in the heavily forested park. The infantry had taken up positions in hastily prepared foxholes. Every fifth foxhole was armed with a FGM-148 Javelin missile launcher and a M2 50 Caliber machine gun. The tankers and missile armed troops had orders to destroy the tanks first; apparently they were a major threat. Not only did we have his ground troops, but he also had priority on air support. He was intent on making the Belkans pay for attack Oured.
Meanwhile, in the capital district, the commander of Battalion E was not having a good time. All of his armored vehicles were exposed as there was no cover for them to hide in. He had them deployed in groups of five, one M1A2 and four M2A3s, at various intersections in the capital district. The M6 Linebackers were deployed along the top of several parking garages that were in the capital district to keep the sky clear of Belkan aircraft while the infantry was deployed by squad into buildings overlooking the suspected path of approach of the advancing Belkan units. He knew it wasn't the ideal set up, but it was the best he could manage in the given circumstances.
"Ugh, what happened?" Zorua moaned. "Where are we?"
"Oh good, you are back with me." Lucario replied as carefully trailed the marines from a distance, sticking to the shadows. "First, helicopter got shot down. Second, we are in the capital district of Oured, again." Zorua jumped down from Lucario's arms and started to walk beside him.
"So, what are we planning on doing and why aren't we with the soldiers up there?"
"Man you ask a lot of questions." Lucario sighed. "We are going to the capitol building to defend it and we aren't up with them because some other soldiers showed up and are now with them."
A large explosion signaled that the fighting had started nearby. Ahead of him, Lucario saw the marines start running; only Johnson glanced back at Lucario before continuing on. Lucario stopped and decided to assess the situation ahead with his aura vision. He saw carnage unfolding along the Belkans axis of advance as they easily subdued the Osean defenders.
The Abrams tank commander watched in horror as the four Bradleys assigned to his force were incinerated. Luckily, he had positioned his tank on the other street of the intersection, out of the Belkans line of sight.
"Gunner, target tank, twelve o' clock, Sabot, fire when ready." The commander ordered as a Belkan tank entered the intersection. Moments later, the massive tank shook from the recoil of the 120mm main gun. The shell fell apart shortly after leaving the barrel, allowing the 40mm depleted uranium dart to travel un-interfered to its target. "Hit!" The commander called out as the target tank burst into flames.
By now, the Belkans had detected the solitary tank and started engaging it. Another tank came around the corner and began to train its gun toward the M1.
"Driver, get us out of here, full back; fire off smoke grenades."
The heavy tank lunged backward and left a cloud of dense smoke where it once was. Seconds later, a barrage of lasers flew down the street. Amazingly, none of the deadly beams impacted the tank.
"Gunner, target tank, one o' clock, Sabot, fire when ready." The commander called out, viewing the Belkan tank through the M1's thermal scopes. He smirked to himself; the Belkans never put much effort into thermal imaging, now they were paying for that mistake once again. The tank rocked back as the main gun let loose another depleted uranium dart. "Hit!"
A third tank emerged through the smoke and fired its 90mm laser cannon. The laser pierced the tank's heavy armor, went through the crew compartment, and into the ammunition storage bay. The 120mm shells ignited, exploding violently through the blowout panels on top of the tank's turret, sparing the crew inside from a fiery death.
"This is not acceptable!" Hopper yelled out. "We were told that the marine division was destroyed, so why are we running into an ambush every ten blocks and engaging enemy heavy armor?" It would be the understatement of the century to say that he was not pleased about losing two of his five tanks and the slow progress his force had been making.
Lucario quit using his aura vision. He had found what he was looking for, or more of who he was looking for and what he had in his possession. Two small red and white orbs; Lucario could feel the aura of the Pokémon inside, a Charizard and a Blastoise.
"Great, a fire type, there has to be a fire type." Lucario thought to himself. Then something dawned on him; if that man has two Pokémon, then he has been in contact with Alpha. (Name I gave to Hamilton's organization. I added it back in chapter 1 when I was editing.) This meant that this man knew information; Lucario delved into his mind, intent on gathering all the information he could. A few minutes later, Lucario exited Hopper's mind, a smirk across his face; he now knew every Belkan military secret surrounding the Orion Project and the current attack.
By now, most of the Osean defenders in the capital district were either destroyed or in full retreat. The remnants of Hopper's force came to a stop in front of the capitol building; its grey marble was red from reflecting the surrounding fires. Hopper sat on top of his tank, looking at the many different federal buildings of the Osean capital city. He hopped off the turret and walked up to one of the smaller buildings.
"Let's see if these Pokémon are as powerful as Hamilton claims." Hopper said in a low voice as he released his two latest weapons. "Charizard, Blastoise, use Hyper Beam. Destroy this building and reduce it to rubble."
Immediately, the two large Pokémon began charging up the attack; after a few moments they fired simultaneously. After a few seconds of the beams impacting the building, it exploded in a grand display of crumbling concrete, creating a large dust cloud. After the dust settled, all that was visible as piles of rubble of the once proud Osean building. Several of the paratroopers let out a low whistle at the raw destructive power. The attack was also witnessed by fourteen Osean marines who were hiding in the shadows near the capitol building.
"Captain, what the hell was that?" Sergeant Nicholas asked in shock.
"That would most likely be the two problems our new ally spoke of." Johnson managed to say, equally as shocked at what he had just witnessed.
"What do you mean new ally?" A corporal asked.
"Remember that mission I mentioned earlier, we were assigned with tracking and gathering information on Lucario." Johnson replied in a low tone. "After a while, he found us and we received orders to investigate the Orion Project with his assistance. Of course, this whole fiasco is delaying that mission."
"Wait, you mean THE Orion Project. The project that was supposed to gather advanced weapons during the last war but was never actually completed." Nicholas interjected.
"Yes, that would be the one."
"That would explain the high tech tanks and guns the Belkans have been using to overwhelm us." Nicholas pondered what he had just learned. "So if Lucario is assisting you, where is he?"
"I'm right here." Lucario said as he appeared behind the group of soldiers, giving all but three of them panic attacks; Lucario gave a small laugh at their reaction. "Never gets old."
"For the love of God, will you stop doing that?" The Chief nearly yelled, but managed to keep his voice down as another building exploded due to the two Pokémon attacks.
"I have already answered that question. Now, sit back and enjoy the smack down." Lucario said as he and Zorua sprinted toward the entrance of the capitol building. "So, Zorua, how do you feel about taking on a Charizard?"
"I've handled worse." Zorua replied in a slightly arrogant tone.
"Well then, should we show these two how Pokémon what true fighting is and send their overlords packing?"
"That sounds alright with me."
Lucario looked up at his two opponents, who were charge yet another Hyper Beam; this one, however, was aimed at the capitol building.
"Let me deflect his attack before we start."
Lucario then leapt ahead of Zorua and began to focus large amounts of aura into is paws. He came to a stop in front of the large, elegant building; directly in the path of the two incoming Hyper Beams. He raised his hands in front of him and discharged the aura stored around his paws into a small, concentrated shield that was just big enough to block both attacks. Lucario felt his feet skid backwards across the rough ground as the attacks impacted his barrier. After a few moments, the attack finished with an explosion against the aura shield. Lucario reabsorbed the aura from the shield into his body, regaining his strength moments before the smoke cleared. He stood, defiantly, in front of the capitol building, giving the man who just ordered its destruction a glare that could freeze hell over.
Hopper grinned as the two attacks were launched at his grand target. Just before the attacks reached their target, he saw a white blur dash in the path of the two destructive beams. Whatever it was, it managed to somehow block the two attacks, causing them to explode prematurely. The smoke began to clear, revealing a white, bipedal jackal standing in front of the capitol building. Hopper glared at the mysterious being with anger that could melt the ice caps.
Then it hit him. The white jackal in front of him was Lucario, the Pokémon who had been making the Osean news every day for the past few days. He continued his deadly glare as another small, black and red Pokémon joined Lucario at his side. Lucario also continued his icy glare at the man who exhibited every trait he despised about humans. The deadlock continued as a few paratroopers raised their rifles and the tanks trained their cannons at the possible threat. Lucario spoke first, breaking the eerie silence.
"Give me one reason not to send you all to hell right now." Lucario said in a cold, harsh tone.
Hopper was almost taken aback by the bluntness of the statement, the coldness in Lucario's voice doing little to relax him. Hopper smiled as a response formed in his mind.
"Because you don't have enough power to defeat us," Hopper declared boldly, "There are two of you verses over a hundred of us." The Belkan commander gestured to his surrounding force of paratroopers and tanks. "Besides, I have these two Pokémon with me here. They alone have enough power to kill you both."
Lucario only shook his head at the gibberish his adversary has spouting out.
"You amaze me, Hopper. You act as if you actually know anything about my kind. Oh well, we will help bring you back to reality here in a moment." Lucario chastised his opponent before turning to Zorua. "Let's get this over with shall we?"
"Yes, let's, either that man is crazy or just plain stupid. I will enjoy humiliating him in front of his troops." Zorua replied with a devilish grin.
Both Lucario and Zorua began charging up attacks; Lucario a large Aura Sphere and Zorua and equally as large Shadow Ball. Lucario hurled his powerful attack towards the Blastoise while Zorua fired hers at the Charizard. Both attacks struck home with massive explosions. The Blastoise was visibly hurt by the attack, but remained standing; The Charizard that was only a few yards to the blue turtle's side was also visibly shaken by the impact of the attack.
Lucario and Zorua then rushed at their dazed opponents. Lucario used Force Palm to send Blastoise hurtling toward Hopper, intent on crushing the fragile human below his own Pokémon's shell. To his disappointment, Hopper managed to dodge the incoming Pokémon, which was knocked out cold after Lucario two powerful hits. Moments later, Hopper found himself dodging an unconscious Charizard, sent flying toward him from Zorua's Night Daze attack.
Lucario and Zorua stood side by side, victoriously in front of their stunned opponent. Hopper was still unable to comprehend what just happened as he stood behind his two defeated super weapons. He barely remembered to return them to their Pokéballs before returning his gaze to Lucario.
"As I said, you know nothing about Pokémon battles. Yet you stand there shocked that you were defeated. You humans cease to amaze me with your stupidity." Lucario taunted the Belkan force in front of him. "So I will ask my question one more time. Give me one reason you all to hell right now?" The question came out just as cold and harsh as before.
Hopper didn't answer; he only turned around to his troops and shouted an order in an agitated voice.
"Kill them! Kill both of them!"
The three remaining tanks fired immediately, and continued a barrage of laser fire as the soldiers opened fire with their rifles and under barrel laser cannons. Their targets soon became obscured in smoke from the resulting explosions. Hopper didn't wait to see the results of the intense barrage; he instead mounted the nearest tank and headed in the direction of the airport. A few minutes later, explosions would be heard in the area he just left as well as frantic calls for help over the radio.
Lucario watched as his humiliated target fled from him. He had quickly whipped up and Aura Shield to protect himself and Zorua. He waited for the Belkan's weak attack to finish before dropping the shield and retaliating. He summoned up two large Aura Spheres and launched them at two groups of Belkan soldiers, not caring if he killed them or not; his patience for these humans had long sense passed. He charged through the smoke, three long metal blades extending from each hand. The first group of soldiers never knew what hit them, still dazed by the two explosions that had just decimated two squads of their force. Most of the soldiers were on the ground, bleeding, before they even saw Lucario among them. He moved quickly and efficiently, using his deadly blades to slash and hack his way through the Belkan column.
The two remaining tanks attempted stop the rampaging Pokémon; their efforts only added to the chaos of the moment, as they hit other Belkan troops more often than not. Eventually, their gunners started getting closer to hitting their target, turning his wrath toward them instead of the more vulnerable foot soldiers. Both tanks soon found their long barrels dissected into several pieces, rendering them inoperable.
This threw the remaining Belkans over the edge; they dropped their weapons and began to surrender. Each raising their hands in defeat; however, Lucario was intent on continuing his rampage. He was almost on top of the trembling soldiers when a voice rang through the night.
"Lucario, that's enough. These men are no longer a threat." Captain Johnson called out as he and his ragtag squad came out from behind the capitol building. "We have rules to war, just because these Belkan dogs don't follow them doesn't mean we don't either."
"Fine, I'll let the dogs live." Lucario spat out, disgust in his voice; he dissipated the metal claws that had slain countless Belkans before turning away from the men who had been mere seconds from death.
"Sergeant, call command and see if they can get us any reinforcements. I don't think we are going to need them, but I think we are some of the only combat troops left in the area. And see about getting transport for the prisoners."
"Yes sir."
Battalion D's commander watched as the Belkan column entered his kill box. He counted at least five tanks of type he had never seen plus at least two hundred foot soldiers. In just a few more moments, he would unleash all hell upon them. He nodded to his XO who radioed the call.
"All Battalion D units, you may fire at will." The order was short and to the point.
A few seconds later, the thunderous blast of the four concealed M1A2's guns shattered the silence that surrounded Razgriz Park. This was followed by a swarm of ATGMs (Anti-Tank Guided Missiles) from the Bradleys and Javelin launchers that speed toward the already smoking tanks, destroying any and all functioning equipment that survived the tanks barrage. Machine gun, rifle, and 25mm cannon fire from the forested park and surrounding building started raking the exposed Belkan foot soldiers. Two AH-64 Apaches and four Super Cobras then made a pass down the down the long road, raking the invading column with 30mm and 20mm cannons along with 70mm rockets, adding to the carnage of the ambush. After the helicopters made their pass the order to cease fire went out. Not a single soul was moving along the road. All that remained were the five smoking remains of the once high tech tanks and the bodies of the deceased Belkans.
"Too easy," The battalion commander muttered to himself, "Alright, go see if any of those poor excuses for humans lived through that, though I doubt any did."
"General Ryan, reports have come in from both the capital and industrial districts, both are reporting that the area is contained." The Major General reported. "However, it appears that most of Battalion E was destroyed or routed and the remnants of Eagle, Cardinal, and Sparrow are holding a large amount of Belkans prisoner. Finally, we have managed to get the hanger doors open. The Paladins are in firing position and the X-36s are scrambling now."
"That is quite the amount of good news." Ryan responded. "Alright, send the remaining Abrams to the capital district along with a flight of Blackhawks to retrieve the prisoners. Tell one of the X-36 pilots to do a fly over of OIA. I want to know what's going on in there."
"Yes sir." The Major General saluted and left the room, going to give out the new orders.
Ryan leaned back in his chair. He had not expected things to go so well, granted things were far from perfect, but considering the disastrous start the defense had. Now he had to wait on the report on the status of OIA; he didn't have to wait long as the Major General came back in a few minutes later.
"Well, what is the status of the airport?"
"The pilot reported a large number of Belkan transport planes were inside the airport. What should we do about this, sir?"
"Order the Paladins to bombard the tarmac, and have the X-36s strafe the surviving transports."
"Yes sir!" Once again, the Major General disappeared once again. Less than a minute later, the thunderous roar of the fourteen massive 155mm guns began their deadly barrage. Each gun firing three of their colossal shells in fifteen seconds, soon the airport would be shaken by the forty-two round barrage.
Hopper had just taken off in his JT-1 when the first of the three volleys impacted the airport. Grand explosions threw up towering pillars of smoke all over the pavement. This was repeated a few seconds later and a third time before it rounds stopped falling. Once the smoke cleared, it became clear that none of the surviving transports would be escaping as the runway was now catered in multiple areas.
He let out a low sigh as he departed for the Orion base. This battle had been lost. He failed to fully complete his objective and feared that the other task forces had obtained similar results. Now all that remained was to return and report to General Marshal the mission results. Hopper knew the general would not take his defeat lightly, but this was just the first of many battles to come.
And we are finished with the Battle of Oured. I hope you all enjoyed. In case you're wondering what happened to the task force that was ordered downtown, I will wrap that up at the start of the next chapter, 'Aftershocks'. On a side note, I actually made this chapter longer than I intended, oh well, I am not complaining. As always, please leave a review and tell me what I am doing great and/ or terribly, just no flame. Until next time, have a great life.