The ringing in his ear's rung loudly as Braxton crawled across the dirt covered ground across him, he couldn't tell what it was, but flashes of light danced across his vision every second.

It felt as if someone kept on blowing on him, in tiny precise whistle-blows..which was strange to him.

He could barely focus as footsteps and voices he could not distinguish rang out all around him, some of them suddenly cutting off as if something had silenced them.

Clutching his head and shaking it heavily, he felt his thoughts slowly begin to line up again, and before long his head cleared.

Just to get shackled by an explosion again.

The explosion was to close for Braxtons comfort as he yelped, rolling to the side as a shell impacted near him, he realized that those tiny puffs of air weren't breaths of some sort, but rather high-velocity bullets buzzing past him, what seemed to be dozens-if not hundreds of bullets every second.

Peeking out of the crater he had been hiding in, he spied a warzone, kilometer's long, riddled with explosions and stacks of fire, paired with burning vehicles and corpses.

He couldn't see who he was being attacked by, but saw constant muzzle flashes in the distance, and the resulting blasts told him what he needed to, he was part of an assault force tasked with overtaking a large hill in the area, while seeming unimportant the hill was vital for recon forces in the area, making it a vital location for one to capture.

Braxton was part of the Basilisk warriors nation, he took pride in that, but he felt his pride waning underneath his foe's defense.

He like many other's, thought they were more so just pacifists, he thought that since they cared so little for war and killing, they wouldn't even consider making a military.

He was so thoroughly mistaken as a Basilisk-Rhino tank moved up beside him, firing it's main 105mm main gun at a target hidden behind a large cloud of smoke.

He had picked up his rifle and began to fire back when a distant sound made itself known, it was slow, but every footstep had a heavy thunderous sound to it that he felt shake his very core as a massive shape began to appear out of the cloud.

"Knight walker!!" said a voice near him.

"shit-fall back fall back- we don't have the firepower to engage that thing-command we have to fall back-they've got a fucking knight mec-" said a second voice, however he was cut off as a shell directly impact his chest, turning him into a shower of red paste and small bits of his remains flew in every direction.

"negative negative, you must take that hill!" replied their commander as the Rhino tank fired on the "knight walker"

The Walker in question absorbed every shot fired at it, the shells not even touching its armor as an unseen force blocked the tank shots, causing them to explode or bounce off some magic shield that the forty foot tall walker had manifested around itself.

In question the Knight mech raised one of it's arms and it's fist was enveloped in a large bulky cannon, a cannon that glowed a light blue before it fired off a powerful ball of energy.

The ball wasn't even near the tank when it hit, but the force alone tore the turret off the tank and flipped its hull upside down.

Braxton survived, but was thrown once again onto his back, as the ruined remains of the Rhino tank landed in front of him with a loud crunch.

The knight mech without a shred of emotion, began to fire at their positions, every shot from it's main gun destroying a vehicle or group of infantry.

He felt all life leave him as the Knight walker began to aim at his position, as he laid on his back, all fight leaving him as he took one last look at the sky above, seeing a squadron of large six engine bombers flying far above the sky, no-doubt about to drop their bomb load onto his positions.

He thought one statement "Forgive me Mina, I've failed you" as his vision went from a dark dim light, to a light blue and then.

Nothing.