The Summoned Tropican Nation

Chapter Three: Contact!

Uncharted Territories, Orbis Frontier
8:37 AM February 5, 1420

Gabriel peered out the window of the Humvee he was riding in as it moved in a convoy with two other Humvees, including his own, two jeeps, and a truck. The convoy was moving along a freshly carved dirt path through a field of grass toward where the road ended, and from where he was sitting, he could hear his comrades talking.

"Great, you're telling me it is not even finished yet?" Pedro, who was seated in the front passenger seat, was complaining to Mac

"Seriously, being lost in some new world while your anime is unable to be finished is one thing, but being cut off before the manga even ended is just salt to the wound right now." Pedro echoed their comments

"Worst of all we can no longer get any continuation or new series of them since there is no Japan left to give us entertainment."

"Well, that sucks." Hugo sighed so he could see them turning to him

"No shit Sherlock, not only anime but every goddamn entertainment in every foreign fucking country movies, shows, and games. Now the only thing left is our local telenovela." Mac complained

"What is wrong with the telenovela?" Hugo asked while focusing his attention on the convoy

"Eh, nothing with them it ain't enough for our need of entertainment." Said, Pedro

"Besides it is a local national TV show, the budget is low, the acting is mid, the plot is cliche, and rarely has Tropico made a good telenovela with few being  Fire Bird from 1989 and Chupa from 2001"

"You do have a point, but come on, there are some good ones today at least." Hugo agreed with them as they were interrupted they could feel a tiny drop from the humvee move past a stream as they moved to the other side of it.

"Hey, warn us will ya." Mac yelled

"Hey, didn't know it was that bumpy." Hugo defended himself by waving his hand defensively in front of him

"How far are we to the outpost anyway?" Gabriel leaning to look in front from the back seat 

"I'm pretty sure we are halfway there." Gabriel leaned back into the side of his seat

"Hope it would because being out here in the middle of nowhere makes me feel exposed out here." Gabriel next to him arched an eyebrow to what Mac said

"The fuck you feel exposed out here for? We are in an empty field like this." Gabriel asked pointing out to the plains they are moving through

"Hey, we are stepping into an unknown territory in an unknown world who knows what creatures are out here." Mac responded defensively

"You seriously believe there are creatures of hell walking around here or something?" Gabriel asked him a little bewildered

"Who knows, everyone's asses in Tropico got dragged here including the ones on vacation outside  and you're telling me being cautious in case of, I don't know a fucking dinosaur coming out of nowhere and eating our heads off is not something to worry about?" Mac responded

"Hey if those shits are real I'm pretty sure our guys from the sky would have reported to us by now and we have been here for a month already and no dinosaur or a sinkhole to hell has been found." Pedro reassured his comrade

"Besides we are the fucking military we may not be as experienced as Murican moffos or vodka drunkards but hey we manage to be competent enough to take down Narcos. So I'm pretty sure we're fine by then."

"Guess your right but I'm gotta keep an eye in case shit hits the fun." Mac responds while remaining vigilant

"Whatever floats your boat." Pedro slightly rolled his eyes to which he looked towards the jeep in front of them and thought