Zlord battles

chapter 5: entrapment

Chapter 5: entrapment

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 Not that long after Z’s forces had fled the pass, a large buster bunker missile landed. Perhaps the blast was not that large, however the physical effect was massive! The entire pass exploded, trapping Z and his forces up on the cliffs. It appears that the Russians managed to recreate, muster up a buster bunker did they? Or was it the Americans? No it had to be the Russians, that missile must have been launched over an hour ago. That was when the Russians were camped out just beyond the pass. So they had wanted to trap him hear did they?

 Well they may have just succeeded. Those passes were the only way in and out of the small cliff that they were sitting on. Without much food supplies, or tools, they had no way out, or a way to sustain themselves. They were surely going to die. But maybe….

 What about those ghost stories? Could they be true? If they were there could be some kind of way to save themselves. He knew it was his only hope, his only chance. He would have to try.

 So if it had to be done, it should be dealt with sooner. So, reluctantly Z called all his men together and explained the situation. That their only hope rested on 1 thing. And that 1 thing was thought to be a myth.

 They had to find the mythical Warblers, and hope that they would ally with them.  For that was their only chance.  To work with the warblers they would get food, supplies, and workers. And those workers could try and build a bridge over the three stepped pass to get back to the rally point and make their escape. But these cliffs were massive, how would they know where to look?

 Z told the group that he would have a decision by morning, and that come morning, they would begin their campaign. As well, he reminded them to stay strong, and  to keep faith in him, for he had never let them down yet. And he hoped to never have to.

 When Z finally went to sleep, he had planned a system of flags that would be able to inform all of his forces with. And he would split the army into groups of 100, and each group would head down a different path. They would host a green flag if all was normal, A blue one for if they found what they were looking for, and a red one for if they were under attack. And with the way these mountains were, someone would always see the group nearest them. And so, content that he had things well planned, Z dozed off to sleep.

 When he woke, he found the strangest thing. There was some odd creacher staring at him with his face just inches from Z’s. who, or what they were, he was not sure. However these short stubby creachers resembled much like a bear.

 They had 4 legs, and on the end of them was hundreds of little legs, much like a centipede. Their face resembled something much like that of a chipmunk’s. it was odd, with all of these characteristics combined. From what he had heard of the tales, this appeared to be the creachers he was looking for.

 As it was believed that these creachers were very intelligent, and very great miners. However even with their vast intelligence, they still did not have technology, and could easily be treated like a child.

 The creacher seemed restless. So Z decided that he would try and communicate with it. And so, he said “hello….” In a calm voice, on that hid his nervousness extremely well.