The year is 1905. The ursans are retreating. I stand on my boat preparing as we engage the ursan boats blocking the serpants channel.
It's been a while of fighting, but I'm confident we'll win.
"READY THE GUNS MEN!" Our captain yells.
"Contact east!" Someone yells.
Me and three other men run to a gun. I load it, and the other aims it, and the other prepares to fire.
"FIRE!' Our captain yells.
A large volley of artillery is launched to the ursans.
"Hit! Get em again and bring those fuckers down!" Someone yells.
I load the gun shoving the next shell in.
"Guns loaded!" I yell.
The other soldier begins to aim.
The ursans respond most of thier guns miss but 2 hit.
"HIT! WERE HIT!" Someone yells.
"Keep firing or were dead!" Our captain yells.
"Fire fire fire!" Someone yells.
We fire the gun again.
"Direct Hit! Ursan ship is going down!" I yell.
A loud engine is heard in the sky I look up and see a large thing. It had wings a tail seems like some kind of aircraft.
"What the fuck?" Someone says.
The aircraft comes close and a large group of bombs are dropped on us.
"We can't shoot that thing it's in the fucking air!" I yell.
"Keep It steady! And keep firing! I'll find a solution to that!" Our captain yells.
The ship shakes another ursan boat hits us.
"Fuck! We can't take another hit like that!" Someone yells.
"Get on your damn guns and fire!" Someone else says.
I grab a shell and load the gun.
"Ready!" I yell.
"Aiming!" The other soldier yells.
"FIRE!" He yells.
We launch the shell. And we missed.
"To fucking low the fuck are you doing!?" Someone yells.
I load the gun again.
"Guns ready! Don't waste it this time."
Once again he begins to aim.
"Fire!" He yells.
We fire.
"Hit! Oh shi-" He says.
More ursan shells hit our ship I get knocked down my head hitting a metal pipe. My visions blurry I try to get up as my vision slowly restores. Someone grabs my hand and pulls me up.
"We're going down! Get off the boat!" He yells.
I start to running around looking for the lifeboat most have already set off. The boat begins to sink and it gets harder and harder not to fall off.
I find a life boat but they take off before I can get on. The ropes are cut the boats drop. In a act of a desperation I jump off and try to land on the life boat.
I land in water and feel someone grab my shirt as they pull me up in the lifeboat.
"Sailor!? Can you hear me?" A man yells.
I nod my head slowly and he shoves a rifle in my hand.
"Try to shoot those flying things!" He yells.
I get up and cock the rifles the fly things are trying to kill us off dropping bombs on every life boat in sight! And one is heading straight towards us.
I lift my rifle and start shooting at it. The plane seems to eat it like nothing, or I just missed all my shots.
I duck down. the aircraft Let's out a volley of bullets. But no bombs.
The water around us splashes, and whizzing sounds echo in our ears.
"Row! Hurry up and move it!" Someone yells.
I grab the paddle and begin to row the boat.
"INCOMING! GET OFF THE BOAT!!" Someone yells. I look back and see a bomb flying at us. I jump off the boat, the bomb hitting me none the less.
Ulysses Johnson. 1879-1905.
Two weeks later.
"BATTLE POSITION! URSAN BOATS INCOMING!"
I run and aim the gun.
"WAIT, HOLD FIRE HOLD FIRE!" Our captain yells.
I look back, confused. The ursan boats approach closer and closer.
"Do not open fire on the ursans. These are direct orders!"
And so we don't. Several minutes pass without a shot fired. We had them. We blocked their exit. But orders are orders.
They pass by us. All of us glare at them. Hate in our hearts for all these men.
The ursans don't even look at us. Most averting our gaze.
And we let them pass.
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The Centauran Wars.
ActionThe Centauran Wars (1908-1944) were a series of wars of conquest conducted by Antares and Corvus against the numerous coalitions and oppositions in Centaura. It is the main event in which centauran wars takes place in. It resulted in a series of con...
