We lost one of our own.


But on the other side, we found victory. 3 of the most elite ships made it through the fray, and soon enough, marines took the beach and raided a nearby enemy outpost.
We went whole hog, and took out one of their MG posts. An incredible shot from our armored division, Christopher Pigglestein took to havoc. One down, a crate destroyed, we were razing the city and hoping for surrender by dusk.

BUT THEY STOOD THEIR GROUND. WE HAD TO BRING ON THE 2ND ARMORED DIVISION AND THEY FOUGHT TO THE DEATH. Never have I seen such finer men, and such finer enemies, duke it out in such an epic proportion.

But finally, the show ended, not with a whimper, but with a bang. Captain Clapper was engaged, 1 on 1, by their commanding officer, after having been knocked out by our tanks. He stood no chance, and Captain Clapper came out victorious, slaying their leader! You can see the enlisted men dancing with Captain Clapper over the corpse of our enemy.

