Life Changing Wars

On top of a hill bodies fill the fields that the survivors see, blood and maggot ridden corpse's liter the fields as far as their eyes can see. On top of the hill was a flag that was planted in the ground. On one side of the flag a corpse hand grabbed the flag while on the other a dead soldier reached for the flag. Wind blew the flag around as the battle finally ended. The flag was riddled with holes and had nearly ripped in half. The flag just grasping the pole so then it doesn't fall down onto the corpses. Soldiers from both sides look upon the fields then they looked up at the sky. The sky was that of an orange sunset and as the sun was setting soldiers were beginning to dig graves of what seemed like an endless war cemetery. Endless rows upon rows of war graves from all the bodies that littered the field. The soldiers in their camps that night didn't sleep well. The traumatic experience they had today left them broken beaten and scarred. The sounds of their death clocks are ticking away. They keep the same thoughts in mind and that is, how am I going to die? When am I going to die? Will I die honorably? Later that night Artillery fire and bombs sounded off in the distance and the soldiers slept horribly most soldiers were dreaming all nightmare long. And soon they ended up waking up in the middle of the night. The foul stench of maggot ridden corpses soon filled the air. Death is in the air and the soldiers knew that at some point they're going to be dead like all the brave souls that have fallen
The commanders were demanding telling the soldiers whatever they said that they shall obey. For the soldiers knew that with each and every command that hell was getting closer and destroying their minds piece by piece. At the hospital tent in the soldier's camp they see beds full of soldiers either a bloody mess or missing limbs. The horrific madness of it all killed their spirits inside but they knew that the slaughter shall never end. It seems as everyday they have to obey the call of duty. The battle that caused the madness kept replaying forever in each soldiers mind and this is what they saw.
It was dawn that day. The soldiers were in their camps at the base on the other side of the hill. they had two observers at the top of the hill in a tower because the country was at war. It was between the Q-Steins a group who teamed up with the Nazi's and just like them used Blitz tactics to conquer all. And on the other side was the Nibelians. The Nibelians came from the island of Nibelia which was taken over by the Q-Steins in a matter of hours. And so as the Q-Steins approached the Nibelians opened fire. After the first shot from the Nibelians the Q-Steins charged the hill. Machine gun fire and the sounds of death surrounded the souls of each soldier on both sides. And soon after the Nibelians charged as well bayonets, bullets and even the skies had the color of blood on them. Finally after the bloodiest 168 hours it finally ended the flags were planted but the flag bearers from both sides were shot and so it was a stalemate.
The survivors up till now look back haunted even up to their senior years
by the memory that remained of what happened that day and how it destroyed them physically and mentally but made their soul stronger.

Creeping death

March 14th 1943
Tumorinica

"Tango Fort Sector one what is your status?"

"We're being pinned down by artillery and mg fire requesting for immediately air strike!"

"Tango Fort Sector one we have receive your coordinates and we're coming in low hit the deck boys"

"We have to hold on until air support arrives!"

"But sir are division is almost wiped out how can we hold out here until the fly boys come?"

"Well we keep fighting or die trying! We were born for dying"

We've been fighting in this town for a while. Everyday the more resistance we receive the more worn down we have become. We have lost many fellow comrades. But this is the enemies last stand by the time we take this town the mighty Tumiorast Empire shall fall. We were fighting in the Capitol of this empire and we've pushed the enemy back from the Shawee river in our capitol of Phonesville 150 Miles away. And now the Tumiorast soldiers are finally at their breaking point. Out of nowhere the Tumiorast's launched a missile air strike coming out of their Parliament and Capitol building. Finally the fly boys came and cleared out the place making 6 bombing runs over the city. Zombies came out of the ground. The Zombies were created in a lab in an effort to Produce and cut down on the number of soldiers out on the front. Enemy zombies were dealt with immediately. A zombie lunged onto my back and started eating away at my flesh. I started to fade as no one came to help me. I felt as thought Death was creeping one me. Starting at my legs and working it's way upwards towards my brain. Again I say my last words remark about the good life I've had. Pray for safety of my wife and three children and then lay down and die. But a fellow comrade kills the zombie and treats me immediately.

"Tumoinica is finally our we did it"

"We have lost many brave men"

"But at least private Von Haller saved general Phattaphone from Creeping death"

"How about this Private. Corporal Von Haller receving The Medal of Honor"