The American Revolution.

A Bloody war with no end.

The Year is 1780, The British, somehow began to turn the tide against the Americans. The war turned into a bloody struggle for the Americans as they lose Battle After Battle.

General George Washington can be seen quietly watching over the Abandoned Battlefield. The Battle of The North was over, it was a draw, but the Americans drastically lost more casualties than the British.

As George Washington silently looks on, the bodies of Minutemen, Patriots and Other Americans lay on the ground. The torn American Flag waved in the Air as it was held on tightly, keeping up, by the bodies of those who held it.

George Washington, alone, walks across the field, quietly paying his respects to the fallen. The situation was dire.

It started when France started suffering Revolts, causing no side to help, Prussian mercenaries refused to assist the Americans, and the final devastating loss was when the Southern States sided with the British upon when the North started to recruit African Americans and Guaranteed freedom.

Now the British were close to winning, most of the major holdouts and cities had fallen. Only a few cells of Patriots remain.

There was no hope.

Date: January 7th, 2024
Location: Northern Germany
North Atlantic Treaty Organization Joint Training

Somewhere off the Coast of Northern Germany, A Large force of Americans can be seen talking with their European and Canadian allies as they prepare for the training.

A Young US Marine can be seen checking the Magazine on his M27, Inspecting it as he listened to some good old classic music while sitting in some tent, around him other Marines rest, talk, eat, and occasionally do random shit.

(Music Being Played)

Lane Corporal Alan Reeve, a Young Twenty Two-year-old Marine. With Ocean Blue eyes, dark brown hair buzz cut, standing at 6'0, with an Athletic build.

As he quietly inspects his M27, Yawning. He laid down at his bunk and grabbed a picture from his pocket. It was his great Granddaddy who fought during World War Two in Europe. Somehow a Photographer manages to snap a picture of him under fire while laying on the ground after getting hit. The Medic that was supposed to save him a shot was all around him was chaos.

His Granddaddy was one of the reasons he joined the Military, he would have joined the Army but Full Metal Jacket changed his mind.

(Can glad to say I own this image, done by Using GMOD, Used Locus's account since im not Paying for that shit. So thanks Connor.)

Another Marine enters the tent, Private First Class Sam Rodriguez. Black hair, brown eyes, and standing at 5'10, the Cuban descent sat down on his bunk. "Hey, Reeve, we'll hoof it out at 1430," Rodriquez Says as Reeve Nods until he notices something. "...What the..."

He looked out of his tent to see an odd black Gas quickly engulfing the Marines. His eyes widen as both of them quickly sat up and reached for their Gas Mask Pouches. Before they could put it in, the Gas Engulfs them, instantly knocking them out as everything turns...to black.