There are eight R.S.M. soldiers remaining from their planet called Cyber-Earth, They had a war until they escaped. They crash-landed on England in the year 1940. It's a second world war, The robot soldiers fought a war before, now they will fight ag...
The storm gathers, and its shadow covers mankind. It's the eve of Cataclysm. Britain entered the war against the Germans. The crisis has been playing up for a fortnight at the mother of congress. The heart of democracy members has been in session during their normal holiday in Downing Streets, where the prime minister first resides the Polish Ambassador. Then the German Charlotte affair. Our visitor's opposition leaders and cabinet members called into the conference though the acute situation is uncertain. They told but how it's to avoid. No one can imagine, and the preparations for Civil Defence go on resignedly. Such scenes as these are familiar to every country in Europe. It's a tragic thought that the Menace of the air should instill death and destruction into the people of all nationalities, whether destined to be friends or neutral. Either Britain prepared. Enormous strides have in the year since the September crisis of 1938. The personnel of the Defence Forces has increased in the face of danger. The balloon bearers and the defense units inspire that confidence that comes from knowing one's own strength.
Outside Buckingham Palace, The king sentries past from peacetime scarlet to service khaki relieving god where steel helmets henceforth will replace the Magnificent bearskin.
War is not inevitable, but the chances of peace are slender indeed. The hospitals are evacuated of their young and old patients who go to places of more safety. It's pathetic that these human beings, amid their suffering, should have to ensure the threat of misery to come evacuation looked like a big ordeal yet. So, skillfully had the schemes and so willing was the help forthcoming.
London, UK, Earth - September 1, 1939 - 5:30am
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A 34 years old man named David, sleeping with his wife. He awoke and changed into a brown and grey shirt. From his bedroom, he walks through the hallway. He has two beautiful daughters sleeping on two separated twin beds in their room. He went down to the kitchen and cooked himself a toast and scrambled eggs. After cooking, he placed them on a plate, laid them on the table, and ate.
Before he goes out, He kisses his lovely wife and his two daughters. He grabbed his keys and put them into his pockets. He went out of the house and went to grab his shovel from the shed. He packed it behind the truck. He hopped into his Blue Bedford BYC Pickup truck. He sat on the driver's seat and turned on the engine. The driver's seat is on the right side.
He drove and stopped by his friend's house to pick up his friend. He honked the horn of his truck and waited. He saw his 30-years old friend coming out the front door. He's wearing a candle-light Flatiron Shirt, a brown vest, brown pants, and a brown Gotham Wool Blend Newsboy Cap. His friend named Levis raised his hand and waved at David, David waved him back. Levis brought his shovel and stored it in David's pickup truck's cargo. Levis opened the left-side truck door, hopped in, and sat on the front passenger seat. Then David continues driving.
