Days Of Ruin7…Never Ending
I do not own Advance Wars or any of the series…if I did I would have allowed IDS structures to be placed on the design maps.
"Boss-I mean Zenith!" A large man appeared to be attempting to wake the teenager by shaking him by the shoulders.
"Don't call me Zenith, John. I'll use that name whenever we go to battle, so off the field I would prefer to be called Zene." Said Zene as he pulled his arms through the sleeves of his black jacket.
"Zene lets go!" He said these words, as he knew that Zene always finishes changing by tying his gas mask to his arm.
"Wait. First tell me the situation. I need to know before heading out" John grumbles a bit at Zene's stubbornness.
"Fine, the men outside are complaining about the lack of food and I want you to calm them down." John said explaining the situation.
'If this is about food then I'll need Tabitha to help with scavenging.' Thought Zene.
"John, tell the men I'll find them food and after you calm them down meet me at the door we found yesterday." Zene quickly gave the instructions and after John had left Zene turns to the sleeping figure of Tabitha.
"Tabitha, wake up, after you're done changing, meet me at the factory door." Zene knew she heard after she groaned and he soon left her to avoid another "incident" from yesterday.
At the door, Zene began thinking about the "Bonuses" the factory would provide. 'Bonuses, huh?' He started to come back to his senses after knowing that the amount of food in this facility wouldn't do. 'I need to find some cities, quickly'
'So those complaints were about food' Tabitha thought as John explained the predicament the men faced.
As the two approached Zene, he quickly got to the situation in-hand. "Tabitha, I'm sorry but we need to gather the food left in here and head straight for a city to get a decent supply of food, we can't spend much time in here."
"After we find the food let us just spend about 5 hours here please?" Tabitha said eagerly.
"Why do we need to spend that much time here? We can spend the time getting to another city." Zene remained rooted to his plans.
"Oh don't worry we'll all do something, not just me, the men will just be painting and I'll be making something." She said happily.
Now Zene was just confused now. 'Why painting? …She'll be making something? Food?' The thought of homemade cooking did sound appealing but it was just a waste of time. He thought a bit harder at the image of a cooking Tabitha but waved it off since it didn't match her war-like demeanor…mostly.
"Painting?" Zene only managed to let one word out. His head was tilted to a slight angle trying to grasp what she had just said.
"Yeah, I'll get the paint for the guys and I'll start afterwards." Tabitha's words still didn't explain anything.
Realizing that her words didn't get through to the two men she continued. "I mean we need a military color just like the Lazurian army and the Rubinelle army, the colors will help us survive since most raiders wont attack a colored unit."
The two men got the idea of what she said and nodded.
"So…what you're saying is that, bandits aren't stupid enough to attack a force bearing military colors like the red and blue forces of the Northern and Southern continents." Zene basically summed it up and was pleased that his summarization wasn't complicated for when he had to explain this to the men.
"So what do we need to do?" John asked, resuming the food dilemma.
Tabitha swiped her card, opening the door, and revealing the corridor ahead. "Just find the Maintenance staff door and once you get the food, I'll get the paint." She walked inside past the staff door, and disappeared after turning to a corner.
"John, lets get the food and hand them out, I don't want to hear the men's complaints if we take too long." Zene opened the door as he said this and the both of them exited the corridor with ration packs in their bags.
'Time to get started.' Thought Tabitha as she entered the factory assembly area. She looked around to see cans of spray paint on a huge rack on the wall. These cans were labeled 'Military Grade' and had colors that were recognized globally. Paints of this grade had the same effect as the sirens and lights of emergency vehicles, they informed anyone that anything with these paints were part of some sort of military and are dangerous.
'Yellow? No those were the colors of the New Rubinelle army. Blue? No, Lazurians. Black? No, any of the knowledgeable forces would now know to attack black units. Red? …Never' She shivered at the memory of the red troops celebrating at the base of her home.
She walked past the various cans labeled, yellow, blue, red, and black, until she reached a few labeled 'Green'. 'Yes! This could work…no…this will work!' She gathered up cans of green paint and hit a red button on the far side of the wall. She knew green would work since the last force to use green colors had been wiped from the history of war centuries ago. She knew that only because of her extensive knowledge of war history and that other colors wouldn't work since they did not have a suitable history that matched her strength.
The men outside were happily eating their new food when the wall of the nearby concrete building came sliding down, revealing a large hanger and a smiling girl with cans of green paint in her grasp. Even if the men tried to make out what was deeper inside they would only see an empty darkness beyond.
The men just stared, they were dumbfounded, solid concrete walls just don't come down like an upside-down garage door. The girl walked up to their leader and placed the cans by his feet and whispered some words to him before running back past where the wall had just been.
Their leader nodded as she left him and turned to face the men. "Guys! We will now be forming our own force! Independent from any of the Bandit clans!"
The men looked up at their leader with questioning looks, their faces asking 'Why form a new force when we're fine already?'
Two men off to the side knew what their leader was going with his speech. One already knew from the start, and the other pieced the information together with his experience.
The men's leader began to speak again, silencing the murmurs rippling through the men.
"Remember one of the basic rules of us raiders! Never attack active military vehicles!" The men understood what he had just said. They were familiar with war more then they were with their old lives before the meteors. They once tried to raid a city but found out the blue troops, the Lazurians, quickly forced them away from the city.
They made a solid rule that was born out of experience. "Do not attack those with the colors of death!" One of the men recited their first rule.
"Yes! Assuming that the other raiders had experienced similar situations as did we, we should be safer with these!" Zene took one of the cans and tossed it to one of the men, a few others gathered around him to look at the label 'Military Grade' they grinned as they soon went up and grabbed their newfound form of protection.
As they went to work painting the green paint onto their machines, the wall that had once lowered was now slowly rising back to its original position, sealing the entrance into the abyss.
"We have five hours men!" Zene grabbed a can of paint and went to his war bike and began chipping away at the gray paint on it.
The men had to chip off their vehicles' old paint before applying the green paint. The older trucks were the easiest to paint, since the paint was already beginning to chip off when they first had it.
The sound of paint chips cracking, spray paint hissing, and the sound of scraping metal reverberated through the yard of the factory.
A/N I don't want to release alot of my chapters at once. (Since i want to thoroughly check each release for errors...i do my best...but please do give some feedback. I don't want to release a chapters with errors.)