Army of the Damned

VOLUME 5 Chapter 10

"M'Lord. M'Lord. Wake up." his ears are instantly violated by the sound of a helicopter nearby. "Crap. Already?" Opening his eyes, he is met with a squad of soldiers and a Blackhawk. A young lady with a pretty hefty chest donning a light blue beret salutes to him. "What's the time?" as he lifts his torso, another chopper circles around them. A cargo one with tandem rotors. "It's just about sunbreak, M'Lord."

Scratching his hair, he looks at the player in her well ironed combat uniform. All dolled up as she saluted with a straight and formed posture. "Good Afternoon General Jackson! Colonel Sandra Ferrari of the Third Expeditionary Force of the Men of the Woods, sorry to disturb you, sir. But the UN has approved the diplomatic mission to the Vampire Kingdom." climbing out, he takes his boots and stands up.

The villagers looked silently as the village guards made sure none of them went too near. Elizabeth stood nearby, protecting the vase with their flowers. "Already? Did the Kingdoms in Geraldia and Dragovh fold that fast to our presence?" she looked at the soldiers with her before immediately gazing back towards him. "Yes sir. They even dropped all of the claims on Player Lands. The UN is now free to focus on the Vampire and Elven question, sir."

Scratching his head, he feels Bahamut crawling up the back of his body and sitting on his shoulder. "Anything else?" She then goes to her vest, pulling out a notepad. "You should check your office on the 8-Gon, sir. You seem to have a lot of paperwork stacked up and the initial drafts for the defense of Schon have been submitted to you." He squinted his eyes as the large CH-47 Chinook with its two rotorblades landed on the opposite side of the road.

"Defense?! I am not taking part in the invasion?!" she nods, making him smile. "Hah! Wow! Did Maltese lose his mind? I surely thought he'd try to get Bahamut on this shitshow. Well, girls. Let's head in."

The two Vampires then appear, covering their faces and holding their long hairs, as the helicopter's downwash throws debris at them. The crew of the Chinook then attached ropes to their carriage, prepared to airlift it as Junior was taken inside of the fuselage.

With a snappy salute to the staunch Colonel, the Blackhawk which takes them back to Woodstock after a few days of flight. On the entire trip, both Elizabeth and Alana tried to ask for more information but again and again, they were met with the response to wait for the UN's word.

Clearing through the clouds, Jackson's eyes laid once again on the metropolis. With the Space Elevator now being nearly completely gone as only its concrete foundation remained. The airport though was far more busy with cargo and passenger planes landing left and right, and Dragons and other large mounts and flying creatures having their own dedicated space on the edge by the ocean.

Half of the giant airport was full of camouflage vehicles, with the desert tan ones standing out in the crowd of woodland coloured armored machines. Even as they were walking to their transport, military trucks were still flooding in. Everything was in full display, from Main Battle Tanks to Lightly Armored Transport Vehicles and on the outermost terminal was a convoy of black SUVs.

Chevrolet Tahoes picked them up and then delivered the party to a hotel where everything was paid by the UN, from the lodging to room service. As Jackson just focused on getting himself in the right mood. His mind is still taken up by his journey in Menancadia. The entire night, he was restless. Thinking about what will happen while Bahamut just watched the man run around his mind while the two Vampires enjoyed the modern luxurious amenities once again available to them.

Upon the arrival of morning, the two bloodsuckers had a good night's sleep. Prepared and ready for the meeting, both having thoughts already on what'll entail while Jackson was sleeping like a log on a river in his bed. He had to be woken up by the two tall beauties just for him to start tending to his look and prepare his uniform.