18-05-2012, 02:50 PM
Bellum Maximus
The Adventures of the Two Generals
It was at the beginning of the war; Mundungens Taylor was a young Corporal at the royal army, he was responsible for a little group of men stationed near the delta of the Lea River. As the National Federation began her aggress, The Royals confronted the Federation with all their courage at the North Sea. The Nationals needed to conquer the riverside area near the Lea delta, so the National chancellor sent a killer to eliminate the leader of the troop responsible for riverside, Mundungens.
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Mundungens approached to the railing, he sadly observed the birds flying towards the horizon. He was sailing to seaside in an old steamboat; it was carrying veterans, children, women and injured soldiers away from the frontline. “How many soldiers are dead by now? Hundreds? Thousands? Millions? Why did they die? Because of racism and greed, no; this isn’t war; this is the hell on earth.” Suddenly Mundungens stepped back, these weren’t birds, these were planes; enemy planes. There were no weapons on board so the ship sank immediately after the shelling. The people on the ship were panicking; everyone tried to reach the lifeboats. In the middle of this fiasco, Mundungens was trying to collect his troop; he felt the pain and the fear, he heard the screams that were accompanied by the sound of the planes sailing through the air and searching for prey. He knew that this was the chant of death. Mundungens and five of his men reached one of the boats and sprang into it, leaving behind them the burning ship.
Taylor sighed as they finally reached the shore; he didn’t see anything but water for weeks. He looked around him as the Royal troops welcomed the survivors, “where is Ted? Asked he
- Dung, his boat didn’t arrive to the shore, replied one of the men; it was Private Johnson; he was one of Mundungens best friends.
- We must save them; they are probably somewhere around here, yelled Mundungens.
- No, we must save ourselves, he is in a better place now Dung” Johnson tried to calm down Taylor; he knew that there was no time for sadness.
Ted Turbington was Mundungens best friend; he was Mundungens pilot since they both were young recruits. Mundungens remembered the countless times they have fought together through the enemy troops; he remembered the innumerable flights they have flown together. Suddenly, a voice roused him from his thoughts; “May I introduce myself? I am lieutenant colonel Sergio Santos, I am responsible for the seaside area; I am here to guide you to the Royal forces camp.
-Mundungens Taylor, I am pleased to meet you.
-Are you the leader of these men?
-Yes sir.
-Follow me.”
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The Adventures of the Two Generals
It was at the beginning of the war; Mundungens Taylor was a young Corporal at the royal army, he was responsible for a little group of men stationed near the delta of the Lea River. As the National Federation began her aggress, The Royals confronted the Federation with all their courage at the North Sea. The Nationals needed to conquer the riverside area near the Lea delta, so the National chancellor sent a killer to eliminate the leader of the troop responsible for riverside, Mundungens.
Chapter1
Mundungens approached to the railing, he sadly observed the birds flying towards the horizon. He was sailing to seaside in an old steamboat; it was carrying veterans, children, women and injured soldiers away from the frontline. “How many soldiers are dead by now? Hundreds? Thousands? Millions? Why did they die? Because of racism and greed, no; this isn’t war; this is the hell on earth.” Suddenly Mundungens stepped back, these weren’t birds, these were planes; enemy planes. There were no weapons on board so the ship sank immediately after the shelling. The people on the ship were panicking; everyone tried to reach the lifeboats. In the middle of this fiasco, Mundungens was trying to collect his troop; he felt the pain and the fear, he heard the screams that were accompanied by the sound of the planes sailing through the air and searching for prey. He knew that this was the chant of death. Mundungens and five of his men reached one of the boats and sprang into it, leaving behind them the burning ship.
Taylor sighed as they finally reached the shore; he didn’t see anything but water for weeks. He looked around him as the Royal troops welcomed the survivors, “where is Ted? Asked he
- Dung, his boat didn’t arrive to the shore, replied one of the men; it was Private Johnson; he was one of Mundungens best friends.
- We must save them; they are probably somewhere around here, yelled Mundungens.
- No, we must save ourselves, he is in a better place now Dung” Johnson tried to calm down Taylor; he knew that there was no time for sadness.
Ted Turbington was Mundungens best friend; he was Mundungens pilot since they both were young recruits. Mundungens remembered the countless times they have fought together through the enemy troops; he remembered the innumerable flights they have flown together. Suddenly, a voice roused him from his thoughts; “May I introduce myself? I am lieutenant colonel Sergio Santos, I am responsible for the seaside area; I am here to guide you to the Royal forces camp.
-Mundungens Taylor, I am pleased to meet you.
-Are you the leader of these men?
-Yes sir.
-Follow me.”
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