Ok I couple things to point out. First is, It is 4 am here for me and I'm writing this because I am bored up. But due to my sleep-ness, the writing might be confusing or really vague. I'm sorry but im trying to describe every motion and not to be wordy.. bah! Its really hard . Ok 2nd is, I do not mean anything in this story offensively. If you read any phrase with a offensive word to a certain nationality. It is simply in a dialogue to fit the situation happening. And I chose the UPD to be the main character's force since the Americans have been over used, and used over and over again. So doing something new. ) 3rd.. I really need reviews.. so far I only got 3.. not cool I need more hehe thx. enjoy for- Chapter 4 "Prologue of Starcraft: Total War

March 15th

Dear diary,

Still in the truck, the transport is delayed for one day since the IEA is making a desperate charge in Russia. I didn't write yesterday since I went into this great mental disorder, not a pleasant thing. I went totally nuts because I had this dream that blended my memory and the future. I started screaming and screaming on the truck in the night; all the fellow men woke in surprise, then found themselves in terror when they saw me rampaging. According to Private Chen, this is what happened:

'Quote Private Chen'

"HELP US!! HELP US! That's what you were yelling sir. It woke me up and probably everyone on the truck then you said 'MEDIC! You gotta help him! You have to!!' then the lights were switched on. We found you dripping with tears and standing up. Pretty neat how you stood while sleeping. Haha. But anyway, I was about to shake you to wake you up, but Doc. Jackson ordered me to stand down. He said if you were waken during a sleep walk, you will wake up mentally retarded. Gosh it was close. So then, everyone just sat back and enjoyed the show. Then you started to yell 'Major! I can't! I swear I can't!' nobody knew what the hell you were talking about then soon after you said, 'set the charges up on the ammo dump now!' couple of the men started to laugh, couple others went back to sleep with all the noise. But here comes the big part, you totally shifted your role and started to say 'Private!! No don't die! No, colonel Valishga! Help me! I can't do it! I swear I cant!! They're all dying. DON'T LEAVE! No no!' After that, you fell down as if you were shot and went back to sleep. Pretty cool show haha, should've taped it for ya!"

Yes, I do have some memories of my dream, and apparently those quotes did come from my dream. It was horrible! Terrible! The dream is still tormenting me now. I talked to the psychiatrist he said to either tape it out, or write the dream out so I am going to do so right now.

What happened in my dream was complicated and hard to explain but here it is anyways. I was in Africa, the exact place the major conflict occurred. Every detail, every structure was there correctly. I was on the east side of the perimeter; we were under siege by the UNL on the desert.

"1st platoon! Reinforce 5th platoon up there! Lieutenant, bring your men in to order, the damned Americans will be charging soon!" yelled Major. Lee.

"Yes sir!" Lieutenant of the 1st platoon yelled.

"This is happening exactly like in Africa" I mumbled to myself.

"What the hell are you doing idling there and talking to yourself like an idiot Sergeant! Bring your men up there," Major. Lee yelled and pointed to the left of the line, "If you let your fellow men die because of your mistakes, I'll blast your head off now!"

"Ye... Yes sir!" I replied, "Alright men, lets move up. Keep you head down."

My men, Echo squad, got in formation and were ready to follow me, just like what happened in reality.

"INCOMING!!" yelled a private. The usual shell soaring sound sounded.

"Get down! Take cover!!" I yelled, "Foxholes! Get in the foxholes"

"We didn't dig foxholes yet Sgt. Brain!" replied a private.

"Ah dammit! Get in the trenches! Go go go!!!" I shouted desperately.

I started to run to the trench, I ran as fast as I could. But when I look at the trench, it seemed to be floating away and away.

Suddenly the background changed, I was in the 2nd line of defense.

"Men! Give them hell! Keep firing." Shrieked Major Lee.

I was in the trench, totally confused. Suddenly the "From sea to shining sea" started to play.

"The damn Americans think they're gonna win! Keep firing" Major Lee screamed.

I then saw the UNL flag, much like the United States flag, but now the amount of stars is equal to the amount of countries in UNL. Then more then 30 helmets, slowly appeared. Then came up, are the American faces, both bloodthirsty and lethal.

"OPEN FIRE!" yelled Major Lee. We then exhausted our standard issue, MX13. A 30 bullet capacity per clip, double clipped, foldable rifle. Three modes, auto, burst, and single. Everything happen in slow-mo, the UNL soldiers were getting ripped by the bullets, some falling back with bullet entering their bodies, some lie on their knees then falling forward.

However, some crouched down in cover and aimed, then fired. A private next to me got shot in the head and laid back soundless. Another got shot in the arm and started crying.

"HELP ME PLEASE HELP ME!! It hurts! HELP ME PLEASE!" he yelled, blood was gushing out as if it was a tsunami.

"Medics! Man your post and keep fighting. We need all hands to fight, don't waste time on the wounded. If the Americans break through our line We will be all dead!" Major. Lee said calmly.

I aimed my rifle at the American flag bearer; I took a burst shot on his head. His head exploded with blood spilling out of his helmet. The bottom of the flag fell on the ground, but another person picked it up.

"The Flag of the UNL shall not fall! Keep pressing forward men! Reinforcements will be up here anytime now." A UNL Sergeant said, "Give them hell! Keep returning fire, victory is ours!"

At that time, I think the UNL sergeant purposely shouted that sentence. I noticed a couple of men beside started to worry, the words provoked them. The UNL soldiers were advancing fast and furious; I knew we couldn't hold them for long.

"Men retreat to the third line near the ammo dump, if you are out of ammo grab some, if not, cover your brothers. We shall not fall without trying!" commanded Major. Lee.

Then again, the scene shifted. I was near the ammo dump; we were fighting the UNL in close combat. Bullets were barely fired; all the screams from people getting bayoneted surrounded my ears. Suddenly Major Lee grabbed on to my front shirt, holding me right in front of his face. His lower right stomach has a hole on it, his shirt was saturated with blood.

"What happened to you major? Uh.. Don't worry the medic will patch you up." I panicked.

"No.. no.. I.. I'm a goner... now you listen to me sergeant," said Major Lee weakly, he then started to cough out blood, "You listen closely, the ammo... cough.. ammo dump! Either use it!.... or protect it. Don't.... DON'T let it.. be destroyed!"

I was looking right in his eyes, I can tell his desperation.

"No I cant Major!

"Yes you can!!"

"I cant majore! I swear I cant!"

"You can, now stop crying about...Cough these shit and do as I tell you!"

"Yes... yes sir..." I replied

"You listen to me soldier you HAVE TO USE THE AMMODUMP!" he shouted in my face

"yes. Si-"I tried to say. But a bullet went through his helmet and through his head. Everything happened slowly. His desperate look was gone, His face was with hatred. His fingers slowly slid through my shirt. The strength that held my shirt was gradually decreasing. Major Lee started to fall, slowly. He fell on the sand and died.

A sudden urge of anger hit me. I shouted in a frenzy call, raised my rifle, quickly aimed at some UNL soldiers and turned on full auto then fired. Once I pulled the trigger, I didn't stop, or should I say I couldn't stop. Although the victim is dead, I still held on to the trigger. I wanted to kill, I was bloodthirsty. I held the trigger till I hear the chik chik sound. The clips were out. At that time, my calm soul suddenly jumped into my body, everything came back to me. The power to think was back too.

I then thought about Major Lee's words, "use the ammo dump! Or protect it!" the ammo dump is lose, it's impossible to protect it. So then how do you use it? Then my brain flashed like a light bulb

"SET UP THE SATCHEL CHARGES ON THE AMMO DUMP!" I yelled.

"What?" questioned corporal Kim.

"Cpl. Kim! You set up the satchel charges on the ammo dump NOW!" I ordered

"I don't get it! Why!"

"DO IT!"

"If brain says so, ok." Then Cpl. Kim went off.

"You two! Cover Corporal Kim now!" I said to two privates. It was immediately done. Corporal Kim quickly pulled out the satchels and planted them on the Dump. Then he ran back to me.

"All done sir!" he said proudly.

"Good job! Give me the remote." I said.

He handed me the remote without a word.

"Ok guys! Let's retreat out of this camp from South. The UNL has weak forces there, we can break through!" I yelled.
Everyone looked at me, then without a word followed my instructions. Even Lieutenants followed, they knew me, and they knew my nickname. They charged towards the south side, and fired towards the UNL. The UNL soldiers saw the fierce men charging towards them, they had no option but to start to move back. Our men quickly went up to them a stuck their bayonets in.

"GO GO!" I yelled. Then I saw 4 UNL tanks move in from the north.

"Keep running!" I shouted desperately. After seeing most of our men moving out in the east the I said, "Ok Cpl. Kim, Lets go!" then we were off. After about 30 meters of running, I said "Cpl. Kim you go on, I'll have to stay to detonate the dump!" He kept running without even looking at me.

I turned around and look at our destroyed camp. I put the remote in my hand, placed my thumb on the red button.

"You sons of bitches will never catch this coming." Then I pressed the button.

Everything stopped, started changing. Views went blurry, out of focus. Then there I was on the beach near the city of Xinthi, many dead brothers lay next to me. The sand was dyed with blood, all red. The waves getting washed up were like red paint, slowly creeping on me. I looked up, a whole force of the IEA stood in front of me. A General stood out, I looked at his tag. It said General Lawrence. He then smirked "Ha you pitiful UPD try to destroy us? Its impossible!" he said it with an obvious English accent.

Suddenly Colonel Valishga appeared to my right. "Colonel! I yelled in relief. He then turned around and started walking away. "No you cant leave colonel! You cant leave!!!"

General Lawrence grinned, "You Pacific people never learn." He leveled his very old 1944 Walter revolver at me, then fired.