It\’ cold, the first-class soldier contemplates the plain, being safe at the top of the plateau, or... quite well-hidden. Below, it\’s the very organized disorder of a land war, an authentic one! On the plain centre, there is a very bad weather with its endless rain of shells in the middle of a mass of tanks, light vehicles or transports bringing up infantries looking like madmen: killing a tank with a knife and a submachine gun seems to be... madness. "But they seem to believe it!?!", is thinking our hidden chicken. Behind the front lines, there is an intense activity: sexy nurses walking along the wounds, engineers repairing without stopping roads and strongholds, not counting the artillery’s men polishing their beautiful machines. And even here, we can see vehicles or soldiers go to fight without any hesitation, sometimes loosing a wheel or with a hood broken down, and at other times with a large headband and an emaciated arm, but always going to fight with the same spite.
« But what am I doing here ? But what am I doing here? » our pseudo-first class soldier is repeating itself unceasingly. This world is so strange: never nights or moonlights, always fights which follow one another unceasingly, each one with different objectives, the mush surprising is that our former enemies can become our allies next day. He\’s petrified.
Then he begins to think hard, very hard, calling his mummy, looking for a sign of the beyond... when... suddenly... he sees warship named "IF", certainly a simple or warship of monitoring because it flies high and seems to turn around the conflict zone. Sometimes, a kind of small helicopters go out from it to disband some fresh troops. But of course! It is the International Force which supervises all these battles. All that is for the good of humanity, its survival and its expansion. Our soldier plucks up courage and launches out in the battle. Fine strategist, he places himself behind the enemy, enemy who will be probably extremely surprised!!!

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