"Gather west and storm the base!" the Trailonian captain commanded. The circle of Trailonian soldiers around the barricade rushed around whilst crouched, making their way west of Division One.
The sound of gunfire only rang louder and they pushed aside the barricade, leaving them a gateway in. "BLAST!" "ACK-!" and another Trailonian soldier fell.
The Cravoltan soldiers had made a tight formation at the western end to weed the enemy out. A bold tactic, but one that forced the enemy to storm forward if they wanted to advance any further.
Gunfire blasted against the makeshift Division One barricade, not to mention the odd angles the enemy had to shoot at—Cravolta had the advantage.
However, as the enemy stormed in, "Quake!" the earth beneath them rumbled, the entire terrain shook as soft cracks began to form. Clouds of dust and sand were kicked up. "SWISH!" Not by mistake of course.
