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Phantom brigade dead
Phantom brigade dead









The blinding sunlight recedes as my eyes adapt to the luminescence, and I gaze at my army. I pass the open door and step out on solid dirt. Behind me, I hear them opening, no voice following, no confusion, no questions. Striding forward, I bang on every door I pass. Opening the door into the building, I am met with a long hallway of concrete and metal, doors flanking me on both sides, and an open one at the very end.

phantom brigade dead

I walk around the table and head for the door, stopping for a moment to give the ocean a nod. Without another second of hesitation, I press the button.Ĭlosing the datapad I stand up from my chair, leaning down to get one last sip of coffee from my cup. My finger hovers above it for a few seconds as I consider how long we've waited for this moment. Good luck to you.Ĭlosing out of the message I tap into the tactical screen, there, the button that will begin it all pulses. I hereby order the activation of Phantom Brigade and conduct a spearhead action into the province of Hedmark. I bring good news from the Home Guard, we're completing the final preparations for the retaking of the Homeland. May the doves fly high above you, Lieutenant Colonel. The datapad does the decryption for me, using a set of algorithms and digital keys that fit the lock.įrom: Colonel Wahdyu Indri To: Lieutenant Colonel Lindsey Serkov Subject: The Home Guard With a single tap of my finger, a progress bar pops up and rapidly fills itself. A small buzz vibrates from it, and I unfurl my leg from the other to pick it up.įollowing a welcoming chime, I accessed the contents of the datapad, stopping on an encrypted message that had arrived moments earlier. My eyes glance down onto the table in front of me, set on a datapad that lay on top.

phantom brigade dead

I looked up into the clear blue skies, taking in their beauty, feasting my eyes on the calmness of heaven. I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings, the crashing waves of the ocean against the beach, for a moment they all pushed aside my rage. The soothing morning rays fall gently on my skin, the warmth of the light washing over my body. I will take it all back, and burn them all on a pyre. They took my family, they took my home, they took my country. They took it from me, they took everything from me.











Phantom brigade dead