I am now writing within a dim of light on the truck to turkey. We are going launch operation Monsoon after the rangers and us reach it. If we succeed, we will march straight to the capital of IEA, Berlin. If the IEA surrenders, the resources we can gather should boost our strength way above the UNL. However, the space flight research of the UNL still worries me.

Anyway, back to the story. I'm going to simplify it since the truck is rocking like crazy. And plus, the light is going off soon for sleep; this ride will take 2 days to reach turkey.

The chronic tanks started to maneuver faster, burning their extra fuel just how they were trained, to reach the beach as soon as possible to distract the Arterially from firing at the transport vehicle.

"CEASE FIRE!" yelled the launch team sergeant; the tanks were on the beach. Bullet shots sounded, the beach was lit up by firing guns. Our tanks used their remaining fuel and rammed in to the bunkers that had big guns. Some tanks stayed back and became a pain in the ass for the IEA defenders; they were shooting the people who were out of the structures and retreating..

"You get it now son?" asked Colonel Valishga.

"Get what?" I was confused.

"Our tactics, how we maneuver and change the plan whenever we feel the need to."

"Oh.. Yes sir, thanks for your advice and notes sir."

"You may not know, but we the UPD choose the people for divisions. You and me, all of us are chosen to be in certain divisions. And from my information, the 88th ranger and 204th marine are elites."

"Really?" I was surprised, I'm part of the elites?

"And you, are one of the finest and brightest staff sergeant I've ever seen, now don't let me down on the next battle."

I was stunned to hear there was a battle coming up.

"Sir? Battle?"

"Operation Monsoon, the 204th marines division is sent to be the first attack wave. We are going to land on Greece, near the city of Xinthi, to cut of the resources that deliver to their frontline. From that, we will launch a full scale attack on the IEA from both North and East turkey. The troops in northern turkey were briefed to cut break enemy perimeter, and cut of resources delivered in Russia, then attack them in the back therefore gaining a lot of land, hopefully we'll control the whole Russia by the end of the first attack. And we are to take control of Bulgaria, Greece, and Macedonia to set up a base to press on. Our navy will be sailing to Ireland and lay siege to England. Our goal is to make the IEA have too many things on their hands. They wont know where to send troops and where to not." Colonel Valishga started to chuckle after that. "So you see, if this operation is successful we have gain a lot to the IEA and have them surrounded. Then Covert operations will be sent to destroy the insides, but that I'll save for later." He then turned around to watch the battle.

I was still stunned to hear the news about being the first attack wave. "Yes.... Yes sir" I said weakly. Then I started to stare at colonel Valishga, this man was in this army from the start of the war. From a private first class to a Colonel; survived many battle, great man.

I was motionless; I've only been in one major conflict in my whole military career. I was in a support squad but sent to reinforce Delta squad in the front line against the UNL in Africa. It was horrible; we were cut off, surrounded, and shelled nearly every hour. We were sent to siege a city near a dessert, we had 250 men to siege a city but we came back with 17. Ironically, they were all in my command, all I can say is we were hella lucky. From that point on I have wished over a million times not to be sent in the front anymore. I dream about it all the time.

"Hey Sgt. Brain! Anything wrong?" asked colonel Valishga.

I jumped in surprise, "no.. No sir, I'll give those IEA bastards hell up in front"

Colonel Valishga grinned, "I sure hope you do. You're a fine soldier"

"Thank you sir, but by the way."

"Yes?

"What happens if it loses control up on the beach, what if I let all my men die, what if my commanding officer misled us, what if.. What if.." I was desperate of a positive answer.

"It's ok, just stay calm, kill the enemy, and use the radio. Then you will be back in one piece."

"Yes... yes sir.."

I was totally engulfed by worry-ness; I was deep in thought about what it would be like. I don't know how long I was in thoughts; I looked up back on Volgograd. A white star, and red flag rose. We were victorious. All the men behind me started to cheer, only one person, alone next to the colonel stayed silent and kept worrying.

The light is going out soon, more tomorrow.