4. Protector of Freedom
The year of 2008 began with an awkward start. A group of Islamic terrorists had set up in Danville, and had taken over most of Danville. In the middle of the night, thousands of Islamic Militants would be flown in, to possess Danville and make this the first war fought on American soil since the war of 1812. Things were going badly. Hundreds of Americans were dead by sunset. I got a message from Perry- Come to base. Immediately. P. So I did. I slid down the tube into the base. Perry was already there. Monogram was on the screen. He had few words. "Sic 'em."
We were inside Islamic Territory- so we were attacking from the back. The US Army was already fighting them from the front. In no time, we had decimated the rank and sent many scuttling back to the airport. Of course the US Air Force wasn't going to let them get back into the skies. So they were forced to surrender. One by one, the armies surrendered. All but 1. The 1 surrounding the commander. That was about to change. The commander saw that his army was slowly shrinking, so he ordered them to attack. Someone hit Perry in the wrist. He fought on, but he was in pain. I still can't believe that Perry was always disappearing for this. And he just took it bravely. C'mon! He's a platypus, and he's manlier than me.
Not much happened after that. The news next day called me "Defender of Freedom." Catchy.