Army of the Damned

VOLUME 17 Chapter 3

Standing on the top one of the only concrete building inside the Central Schontic Depot, Jackson looked at the skeleton general next to him, pointing out the current speed of the demining operation the enemy is doing as the photos from the satellites showed Goblins in there Red Bipedal Reptilian mounts creating magic circles and portals opening mid picture. "And this is just ten miles behind us?" the officer from the Men of the Woods nods. "Yes sir and then fifteen miles in front of the Depot."

"Geez, we really underestimated just how much prepared they are. No wonder, we drove the entire night to the second line of defense and it felt like they were just a few kilometers behind us all the time." One of the Mages from the collapsed frontlines receives a message from his staff and walks towards the table and points at the map of the region. Specifically, the edge of the marked minefield they put days before Jackson's army came.

"One of my scouts got news. Giant Knights are in the fray, they have begun to use three headed flails to smash the soil and trigger the mines. They've been going at it since you came here and we expect them to finish by tomorrow evening." With a sigh of relief, Jackson sat on the office chair and swung it around to look at the mountainous valley formation, now a mere far sight in the horizon. "How did your lines fall?"

He stayed silent for a bit before removing his hand from the map and looking at the Supreme General. "It was quick. We actually thought we would be able to hold for months will these ten foot tall super demons in black armor came in. They shrugged off the tank and magic fire like nothing." He then leans his staff on the window of the headquarters and taps on it. "Our lines grumbled so quickly."

"Did you atleast kill one of these things?" the Mage in his white wizard robes with vestments shrugs. His white cowl was still on and it hid his hair and most of his facial features. "Though, General Ohmshruggsker did kill one, it cost him his life multiple times spamming Ancient Spells." Jackson then walks towards him and stops by the man's side. Watching as the end of the train is moved up with the shunters attaching more cars to the already long locomotive. "What level is this General?"

"Level Two Hundred, sir." he leans his head down and sighs. "Of course... I can't even fully use my Rapier's powers since I am not a King and my armor is damaged already." Below his sight, Bahamut and Mars were observing the frozen players as the small area was contained with hazmat soldiers and only skeletons were allowed to get near them while a shunting train had begun to attach the final cars on the locomotive. Elizabeth and Alana were with Treala, busy helping with the logistics of the place as everything that could be taken were being loaded up into the flatcars.

His eyes were focused on the train that's moving so slowly and with a sigh, looks up to the horizon. "Me and Thomas will return to the Third Line of defense. I have a feeling those mines won't be enough to hold them till tomorrow evening." As he stands up and Yamaoka, taking his rifle from the table, John, who was holding a Firing Device, holds Jackson's arm. "Don't play hero too much. Bahamut's eyes look like she is on the verge of crying at times." The man just gently takes his hand off of his arm and pats his friend's shoulder. "I know... but what can we do? We're fighting for our lives here. If no one would, who will?"

Walking down to the exit, Thomas opens the door for him as they both board an open top Humvee. "Take us to the defense line will you?" The skeleton driver turns on the vehicle and they cross into the shunting grounds. Driving over twelve sets of tracks, the bumpy ride was soon over as they crisscrossed into the main ammo dump, there were so many crates that it seemed like they were city blocks and the two players only sighs at sight. "We'll have them scatter crates of ammo and grenades. After this, Thomas. Alert the Port and get us to transport ships to Dragovh." The man then got silent almost immediately, half his hand covering his mouth as the man was breathing in and out with his eyes focused on random things.