A small militia group, about 20 men, moved onwards. Local Informants had told them about a landing force. They were sent to see.
"You know, i heard we might be sent to the trench's"
"Thats nothing but a blood feast. Nothing to gain there. But Barakarin, thats a real prize."
"You do know that were pretty much unknown, right?"
"Shut up"
The group walked towards a crossroad. The officer peered through his binoculars, looking around then, he saw something that caught his eye.
"Mortars, get ready to shell 76, 89,48."
"That's....about 500 feet away, why?"
"Our target, that's what."
"The 6 Man team set up, there vox caster man crouching in some cover, his Carbine ready. The other men moved onwards. There rifles, shotguns, SMGs, pistols, axes, whatever they could use, were readied. After crawling through the mud, they were in range of there target. The officer peered over the edge.
"Alright, shotguns, and SMGs, split up into your own group. Your the assault group. Rifles, were the covering group. We are going to cover there advance. I'll radio the mortars when ready. Go!"
The Rifles opened up. There accuracy was poor, at best. The mortars then began to rain down. There shells hit one squad of outsiders, blowing them to pieces. They assualt then bust out of the bushes, there weapons firing. Then, the outsiders opned fire, tearing the group to pecies, then, the rifle group were killed. The officer ran back to the moraters as fast as he could, bullets flying all around him. He sprtined past the mortars, before a sinper bullet killed him.
"OH CRAP! RUN! RUN!"
A few more sinper bullets killed the mortar team. Out of a 20 man group, 19 were killed. The radio opearter was wounded. He was captured alive. The cnadians lost 1 squad. The Battle for Kailazerc has began.