"Lieutenant!" Dead and dying were laying next to haphazard barriers. Rolando was trying to save a man with what little medical training he had, Kyriac was long gone, having been folded in with a strike team hoping to cut off the enemy. Rolando had stayed behind to hold the fall back position and it wasn't working, the enemy was just advancing relentlessly and the dead were piling up. Rolando could figure they would, he'd fought the damnable creatures before, but now they were smarter. They had integrated ranged weaponry into their attacks and some how had figured out how to pilot starships.
"What?" The young man calling for Rolando was one of the farmers who had been press ganged into service, before that day he hadn't even fired a weapon not in some kind of video game.
"I don't think we can hold this position." It was really just Rolando and the farm boy left, everyone else was dying or already dead, the creatures weren't even attacking they were waiting.
"Where do suggest we go son? There ain't no evac." The landing ships that had deployed originally had gone, they were joining a space offensive somewhere else. The force on planet was just to keep the planet from falling to the mechanoids, and that hadn't worked for shit. Most of the planet was now dead or had been converted in methods that horrified Rolando.
"We could hide." The thought had occured to Rolando, but he couldn't leave the men behind to their fate, and he wasn't about to execute them either. Which meant they were stuck there.
"Just watch your damn zone boy." The boy did not, by the evening he was gone and Rolando was left with the dead and dying. He wrote in his journal the war was going great he hoped it would be over soon. He did not say which side he assumed would win.
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