USEAN... A prosperous union of different Southeast Asian nations created through trade, war, religious strife and differences in both language and culture.
So what happens if this union was summoned to an another world filled with magic, fantasy cre...
The city was a desolate ghost city after the bombings, ancient buildings hundreds of years ago were either toppled or turned into fine dusts, craters as wide as a person is seen from the skies above, burnt houses, bodies and vehicles were scattered throughout the streets. Some scavenge what they could get from the rubble, others just wander around pick up anything of value, be it: Clothes, jewelry, hats and many others but most cried over their now destroyed homes and families.
Most held makeshift funerals, burning the body or what remains of it over a fire and have any surviving priests to pray for it and the family that are present. 250,000 people used to live here, now its just a ghost town of broken dreams and awoken nightmares, a few remained but broken
A sound of shifting dirt and stone is heard near the destroyed senate building, Graendalt emerges from his bunker, despite at the safety of his bunker he is seen bloody from his left arm to his forehead. Turns out, half of his bunker collapsed killing some of his remaining generals with it while severely wounding the others, the guards had to use a land dragon just to lift some of the more heavier stones out of the way ______________________________
Land Dragon - A scaled beast that resembles a rhino but has scales and could spit out fire, it can run up to 30 miles an hour and ram anyone and anything out of its way
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After being treated, Graendalt grunted and looked towards the city or used to be the city and sighed, even though the reports says that USEAN troops wouldn't be here for another day due to bad weather there was nothing to defend unless...
"You, soldier!" Graendalt called out a soldier, the soldier immediately ran to him and bowed. "Call upon the leader of the People's Militia, now!", "Yes, m'lord" the soldier then searched for the leader with haste
Not a moment later, the leader showed up, Lt. Minsk, a 27 year old man who's more eager for war than any of the veterans that he used to command. He had no experience nor talent for command, but he's a fanatic that's why Graendalt likes him
"Lt. Minsk, have your men prepare an ambush route on whatever building that remains around the city. Scavenge any weapons that you could see, we're till the last bullet is fired, and last man is killed. Do you understand me?" As Graendalt said that, there was glint of fire from Minsk's eyes. He saluted immediately and answered almost too enthusiastically, "Yes, my King!"
He then began sending out orders after orders on Graendalt's behalf, the remaining militia men and women rendezvoused near the still standing chapel and planned out the ambush. The plans were;
1) rigging the bridge with explosives to cut off any USEAN forces from each other
2) Setting any remaining artillery guns as anti tank emplacements
