E.N.: A soldier's story is not a series, every chapter is set in a different place and with a different 'cast', more or less like just a lot of one-shots based off Advance Wars DoR put together for convenience.

"Capture those traitors! I, Greyfield, order so!" Those were the last words from the general before we boarded the Rigs, from what I heard the rebel faction is the 'Brenner's Wolves', what the hell are they thinking?

"Everybody, 50 seconds!" The 11th division will be the one to enter combat with them, the other units have already circled them, we are just to close their last escape route and then move in for the kill. However, I can't stop thinking about it, they must be high or something, saving those fucking blues? It's like they have a death wish or something.

"10 seconds!" Alright, better keep stop thinking and start moving!

"5… 4… 3… 2… 1…" The doors quickly open, revealing the town square of a city or something like that, it's really hard to tell after almost everything was smashed down by the meteors, anyways, the captain told us to secure the buildings to the south and place machine guns, the 2nd armored division is moving in too.

"Alright people, I want a machine gun on every window!" The captain shouts as I set one of the machine guns, from the window I can see the way into town, some of the tank crew are covering the tanks with rubble, seems we'll take them down by surprise.

"Hey, Carson, look" The captain suddenly exclaims, pointing at something out of the building.

"Are those flowers?" They're a bit far from the building but they do look like flowers, about 10 or 15 are blooming, "I though those died with the dust and the clouds" Yeah, me too. There's something familiar about those though… I think I remember a doctor that talked about them in the academy… Morris was his name I think. Creeper… something…. Anyways, it's not like they're lethal or anything.

"Captain, the first wave is coming in!"

"Understood, everyone get into position!" The first tank is coming into view, and there it is, on its side, a wolf's logo. Just a bit more…

"Wait, it's a scout, we'll let it go" The captain orders as the tank moves slowly through the city, once in a while one of their crew peeps from the gunners position and hides back in. They're cautious, they should be anyways. "Alright, they didn't notice us. Prepare, their main forces should be moving in soon"

"And what about that tank?" Suddenly Rick asks.

"Don't worry, that tank's not gonna get past the mechs on the other side of the town"

"We've got a man down!" What the…? A sniper? "Agh" The captain suddenly falls on the ground with a bloody hole right between the eyes. "Bloody hell! SNIPER!!!" McAllister yells from the top of his lungs as we all drop on the ground to avoid another hit. After a few seconds, the sound of a gun firing twice rings through the whole place.

"What the fuck was that?"

"That doesn't matter, now they know we're here"

"But that's impossible! Nobody saw us!" That's not quite true, command figured out they wouldn't send anything back here until they were ready to retreat, no, Greyfield did.

"Wasn't one of the blues' commanders a sniper too?"

"You're right, his name was Gale, or something like that"

"It's Gage, you idiot!"

"Hey, we gotta get out of here, the tanks too!" Lt. Jackson suddenly shouts from the stair's door. The guys quickly get on their feet and rush for the door, I turn to my right as I do, just to see Frank getting a bullet through his skull. Shit! This is far too much! But we'll make them pay!

"It's time to fucking move!" The lieutenant shouts at the rig's driver as another clanks rings just to the right of my head, d-darn it… that was too close!

The door remains open as the driver just hits the pedal. We got out so fast we left the machine guns there. That was their intention, wasn't it?

"Alright, we'll have to secure the other side of the city, maybe the town's square as well, we've got to create a kill zone as big as possible" That we'll be a bit of a problem, as I see it, this is only going to get worse.

"Fuck!!!" The driver suddenly shouts, what the hell is going on? The rig is shaking too much! Did we get hit? Oh fuck! This thing is going to flip over…!

Aww… My arm… I think it's broken… Maybe if I try to move it… Aaaaahh!!! Shit, it's definitely broken! What the hell happened? I'm still in the rig… if that's right, why am I staring at the sky? I guess we got hit after all. I don't have troubles getting on my feet, however… This place stinks of blood. And there are a bunch of charred bodies laying on the floor, I guess it's them, my squad I mean.

It was that tank, wasn't it? The one we let go. Fucking hilarious… Ha… I guess I have to find my way back to the 12th infantry division. "Carson… is that you?" That voice is Vincent's, "Where are you? I can't see you"

"Over… here…" He sounds hurt, damn, where is he?!? "Down here, Carson…" Down? What the fuck!?!? He… He is covered in plants, the same plants as out of the building, "Vincent is that you?"

"Carson… Get me… out of here…" No way… he is not breathing! How is he talking? "Guh…" A flower's blooming from his mouth! This is bad… No… what the hell is this?!?

I got to get out of this place… I… stepped on something… What the…? It's a civilian… A shot in the head…? What's going on in here… Ah… I remember this place… It's a trading post… it was supplying food until a few weeks… when the Brenner wolves deserted… It's supposed to be habited… But there are only bodies here!

They all tore themselves apart! No one's left, they killed themselves… It has to do with the flowers, I can feel it…

"Oh father! How long must we stay in this wretched place?" Huh? That voice… It came from around the corner… "I'm growing weary of all this muck and dust. And my shoes are in a terrible state!"

That voice's sounds like a girl's… Is she a survivor?

"My dear, be patient. There's a wealth of information for us to discover here." That guy… He's was with Greyfield not long ago, what is he doing here… "By the way, it seems that we have visitors. They are standing in the central square."

"Tabitha, would you like to test out that new toy of yours?" What are they talking about? I can barely hear…

"Oh, Father! Can I really?" She sounds excited…

"May I, Tabitha! May I! Good grammar is important for a little girl." What's wrong with those two? This seems almost unreal…

"And yes, you may. Nothing is too good for my little Tabitha." Her smile… she looks almost like a sadist… "But remember, this is serious work! I must watch and record the results. I am fascinated to see how they will react to this little weapon of mine."

"You never tire of your research, do you, father?" I better get out of here before it get's bad… The hell is THAT thing!?! It wasn't there before was it? Shit… I have to go now! "Hold it there, I wanted to research more about you as well, Mannuel Carson" Ah? When did he get behind me?

"How do you know about me?" This guy… it gives me the creeps only to look at him.

"That's not important mister Carson. I've been monitoring your unit since you arrived here, and I found your reactions the most interesting." I feel… faint… This guy gives off a weird vibe…