A blazing hell
A new Incindernary missile hit a village in Sacheyenya killing almost all the civilians its believed to have come from an island
their were already reports about Anastoak being burned down but this time it was a village filled with people outside anastoak
Artillery finished off the battleship. Meanwhile, Sacheyenya was preparing for another war.
"Can we pinpoint it?" Liu'den sighed inside the war room as he paced back and forth.
"Du Isaj... Te soz Lu-n, sir." The soldier said as the crosshairs lined up on a map. This was the island where the missile had been sent from. Liu'den smile gravely, as he quickly recognized the island. It was the island his father used to take him sailing to. Liu'den knew the island very well, as well as all of its vantage points.
"How many casualties?" He said after a long pause, striking up a cigar.
"348, sir." Was the response. Liu'den was pissed. But, angry as he was, he had a plan.
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The Jignos men Got bunkers and Machine gun post set up ready for the incoming Sachey Lanidng Crafts the ocean was filled with mines and so was the sand.
"There will be no curiosity, no enjoyment of the process of life. All competing pleasures will be destroyed. But always — do not forget this, Winston — always there will be the intoxication of power, constantly increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless. If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face ... forever.”George Orwell 1984.