Chapter 1
November 23 Alvin
I sat in a swinging, noisy transport vehicle, holding an M1903 Springfield rifle. My companion was also upset, a kid sat there, his hand held a chain which hanging on the neck. And he showed a portrait in black and white inside the pendant.
“Your wife?”
I saw a woman in the photo and asked him.
“I will marry her when I go home.”
I nodded, everyone didn’t talk anymore, and the noise of several vehicles was still in the ear.
A soldier who participated in the elf war is very sophisticated that fighting these swift monsters with bows and arrows often has a brush with death. When you tried to aim, they have turned and ran elsewhere and an arrow pierces your heart in half a second.
In most cases, you cannot use the traditional way of human fighting. You can only imitate the thinking of the elves and use the instinctive intuition to determine the position of the fire.
The engine of the transport vehicle stopped, but I preferred it can continue to operate. Pauses represented us that we have reached the battlefield.
“Go! Go! Go!”
Hearing the order, everyone quickly moved to the high ground. Along the way, I saw other companions in protective uniforms in the same direction and the setting of anti-aircraft guns on the way to the ground.
The weather was unclear, dust and fog fill the Sierra Nevada, forcing everyone to cover the nostrils. Every once in a while, loud lightning came from the sky, just like saying “Here is the battle! Here is the battle!”
Running for a kilometer, the end of the journey was just to unveil another prelude. An elf’s arrow flew over, and the soldier in front moved to the right. But this vitality arrow turned to the right and went straight into the soldier’s head. He fell in front of us. At the same time, several arrows crossed my left and right, everyone rushed to the ground and climbed forward.
“What the hell are you doing? Go to the sandbags!”
Our squad stepped forward in the form of a half-squatting, looming in the dust and saw the sandbags wall.
“Go, I saw it.”
“I saw it too.”
Straightforward, turn around and back to the stacked sandbags, we crowded with the soldiers who have already arrived. I heard the familiar rifle sound and the strange sound of arrow sounding over and over, seeing the command here and saluting him. He flipped the bird as he thought we were too slow, saying that most of the soldiers in front of us were dead, urging us to attack the position of woods leading to the highlands.
Is he crazy?
I don’t know if his official position is bought with his ass or what, but I know that there is a dead end if we join the guerrillas against elves.
As a soldier, there is no choice. After a few seconds, I got used to the frequency at which the elf picked up the arrow, pulled the bow, and fired. I called the recruits to kneel down with me. Behind the sandbags that accumulated hundreds of arrows, a row of recruit looked at me who is in the middle. But I paid more attention to the main force of several fire-breathing types of equipment.
The flamethrower consists of a backpack and a flame gun. The backpack has two to three cylinders, one containing a high-pressure inert propellant gas and the other two containing a flammable liquid, such as a mixture of gasoline and some thickener.
“Listen! You have to cover these arsonists. Only when the woods are burned, we have a life to go back.”
These teenagers clenched the rifle. I felt a bunch of arrows inserted into the sandbags. And now, the elf start to pick up another arrow in the quiver!
“Move!”
Giving instructions and crossing the pile of sandbags with a whole row of soldiers. I reached out and found an elf who was ready to shoot, I shot him hurriedly. I knelt down and added another bullet.
The M1903 rifle has a single-shot supply device located on the left side of the casing. In the state where the magazine is cut off, each shot must be loaded with a bullet from the shell.
I saw a few of elves fell down in front of me, looking at the soldiers whose covered the flamethrowers everywhere. In the next second, they were shot. I shot the target in the direction of the arrow and continued to cover the fire-breathing equipment.
The elves on frontline usually use compound bows, long-distance weapons used by the Huns, Avars, Turks, and even Mongolia in the past.
The bow tip enhances the gain of the bowstring and reduces the force required to pull the string so that the arrow fired through the bow is more lethal and lighter than the longbow.
On the way to the woods, I don’t know how many kills I have. As long as I see the opposite ears, then kill it. However. I just have two hands and can’t cover all of them. Suddenly an elf rushed over, at that moment I had no time to aim, and rushed to the dust. Certainly, an arrow passed above me.
To avoid the arrow of the elf, the trick is that your whole person is on the ground. Their arrow track targets automatically and cannot stop except for touching something, and when you fall to let arrow touch the ground, your life is saved.
The elf quickly left the second arrow, and I rolled again.
“Beep”, something slammed on the head, and my helmet was knocked out.
When I thought I was going to die, the elf’s mind exploded, and the red blood and brain appeared. My companion saved me and helped me up, but we watched the elves with the knife in the distance, they kill other screened soldiers, and then an arrow shot the soldiers of flamethrower between of them.
“Don’t fight! Protecting other arsonists!”
We continue to run forward. After a while, another arsonist saw the elves ran to him with a knife suddenly, the soldiers burned them, but the fire had already exposed his position. A quick flashing green arrow appears it passes the body of this soldier and his companion’s body behind him. Then, his fire-breathing equipment exploded, and the surrounding soldiers were either killed or burned to serious injuries. This powerful arrow was called “Kreuzung” by the Germans which interpreted as crossing. In American, we call it “Green K”.
Turn over the dead accumulate on sandbags wall, I avoided an arrow and hit the enemy’s head. A scimitar pulled out by another elf, I couldn’t catch up with loading bullets, block his chopping with my rifle and see its disconnection. And I fell down as his force.
Just as the elf came to me, his hand was shot by another soldier’s bullet. I took the Webley Revolver and hit his head. At the time of the shooting, the recoil is quite large, and the body tends to be behind.
The battle always cast the shadow. The eyes that gaze at me with his scimitar have invaded my mind. I paused for a while with a safe ground.
“We are close to the woods, but the defense of the forest border is strong and no loopholes in there.”
I took a deep breath to overcome myself and listened to the words of the young.
“Make loopholes ourselves. Tell them to spread out, form a column and prepare Mk II (one type of grenade) and smoke grenade. Wait for my signal.”
The soldiers came back to the ground, holding their grenade and looking at the other around them.
“Fire in the hole!”
After shouting, dozens of small blasts appeared in the woods in front, killing the elves in front, and a few smog gradually coming out.
“Everyone attack!”
A group of soldiers stormed into the woods, distracting the attention of the elves, and the fire-breathing equipment could move.
Just as the fire-breathing equipment reached the border of the woods, I held Thompson submachine gun and aimed at the tree, and shot an elf with a golden bow, he is the archer of “Green K” and their big golden bow is similar to the longbow.
Make sure he is dead and I order the arsonists to set the fire. The flame gun consists of a small container, a spring valve, and an ignition device. At pulling the trigger, the spring valve will open and the high-pressure flammable liquid will flow through the ignition and be ejected from the nozzle.
They are intemperate to burn the trees in front. Other soldiers left the border and returned to safe position, and the flames of several trees spread all the plants in a short time. The elves shot several arsonists and their exploding equipment intensified the fire. The line of wood of elf was also burned. We hear the screams of the elves from time to time, and the language we don’t understand, uttering a dismal howl like you pour boiling water into the monkey’s earhole.
After a time, the trees burned down. We saw the arrival of the late T28 Super Heavy Tank. The tank broke the fragile wood and fired at the enemies in the distance. Seeing these “big gay” in front, we both heaved a sigh of relief. Then, I led the team to the back of the tank, and the army stepped into the burnt woods and moved towards the top of the mountain.
According to the military intelligence, since the construction of the secret Graduate Institute in the 4th Area, the elf has been very nervous here. They tried to camp on the top of the mountain, making it easy to send troops to attack the 4th area below. Similarly, we attach great importance to this place, so it has to send heavy troops and tanks to regain control of the mountain. But why both sides are so attached to the 4th district, how can we know as a low-ranking soldier?
“Boom”, “Boom” and “Boom”, the sound of the bombardment and thunder are intertwined in this harsh environment.
They were not found during this time. Because of it, an unpredictable feeling in my heart.
A lot of woods on mountainside have just burned. Some of the recruits did not wear the mask and were breathing difficulties and sent back to the mountain by the combat medic. Everyone waited for the tank to move, and hoped to go to the empty position of the mountain as soon as possible and cross this sweltering venue.
We finally reached the end of the dust. Arrange the teams, and there are ten people next to a tank. However, the tortoise’s head was caught when appeared. The tank appeared in the spacious position for a few seconds and was quickly destroyed by the bright “Green K”.
The arrows fired by the English Longbow can easily pierce the leather armor in history. The current elves have reinforced them horribly and become “Green K” today. “Green K” can pierce the advanced steel products of human, it is why the elves were so difficult to deal with since the war in 1915 until now.
And you may understand why the military gives the task of attacking the top of the mountain to QF 3.7-inch AA gun purchased in the UK rather than the tank as they are too conspicuous and easy to become a target.
Do you think the elves will only sing and dance in the forests of ancient legends? No. Absolutely not! In addition to their beautiful appearance, they are also terrible to fight, even if today is in the 20th century.
“Sir. Half of the tanks were broken. We need support.”
“Tell them fall, we will.”
Hearing the communication from the signaller near, our people knelt on the ground. Soon, the bullets of several anti-aircraft guns descended from the sky and exploded on the head of the elves in front. We rushed to reach the upper part of the mountain and shot other elves. While we continue to go front, the anti-aircraft gun stopped fighting, and the god damn elves were coming again.
“Sir. Why don’t you continue to support?”
The signaller had not heard the answer and was shot in the throat by the arrow and fell.
“The anti-aircraft guns under the mountain are attacked by the big stones that fall in the air. You have to hold the battle line on the mountainside. This is the order!”
Damn you!
The opponent’s “Green K” shooter may be several times of the tank. We are once again in a state of struggle hard.
