"Welcome to the containment zone new recruit's! Now we welcome you to full on a mix of medieval warfare and armored warfare. You must be asking why don't we use guns? Well.. We tried that and we found out that the invaders aren't affected by bullets but the infected can be affected. The only effective weapons are either swords, spears, bows, crossbows, tanks, ATGMs, flame
throwers, artillery, chemical weapons, or blunt weapons for the invaders. Only the infected can be killed with a gun. So get ready for the new training regiments."
He handed us a crossbow, a short sword, and spears.
The other recruit's recoiled at the thought of full on medieval warfare.
"You there. Why didn't you recoil when we said a mix of full on medieval warfare, and armored warfare?"
The colonel asked.
"Well I read in the pamphlets that my NCO gave me when they scouted me out from the SAS. Also why does the pamphlets say that we use magic?"
"Well that my poor poor Sargeant is gonna be explained in a second."
Wait what did he mean by that?
"Uh.. What did you mean by that ominous warning?"
"You'll see..."
Then suddenly he tossed us a few papers.
Touch the runic looking writings.
I touched the runic like writing, and suddenly I got drenched with water.
Oh.... The pamphlets really mean that magic is a thing. Wait if magic was a thing then droughts wouldn't be a problems.
"Uh colonel... May I ask you?"
He nodded.
"What is it Sargeant?"
"If magic was a thing why isn't magic common place?"
The colonel laughed.
"Well simple. We only discovered it after the Chernobyl anomaly started."
"How did you discovered it?"
I asked with a curious tone.
"Classified Sargeant. I can't tell you anymore."
"What's your name Sargeant?"
The colonel asked.
"Sargeant third class Alexander kamarov."
"So you must be of Russian decent?"
"Yes and no my mom was Ukrainian while my dad was a Soviet Belorussian soldier. My family used to live here but after the Chernobyl and my dad died in the incident we left Ukraine for the U.K for more opportunities."
He put his hand in my shoulder and patted me in the back.
"Welcome to the containment zone recruit's. The start of training will start in one hour. Now get to the barracks and arrange your stuff."
We carried out rucksacks, and got to the barracks.
I picked my own bed, and put my rucksack in the chest at the bottom of the bed. I pulled out my MP7 from my bag and equipped my own attachments. After that I changed my clothes with some extra camo's I brought with me from the time in Baghdad.
One of the Germans a part of the Jaeger battalion who was with us picked a bed near me and listened to music in his phone. He pulled out an HK417 and equipped attachments to it. I then noticed he pulled out magazines with hollow point 7.62x39 NATO. Isn't that considered a warcrime from what I remembered? It's banned under the Geneva convention for the inhumane things that it can cause to the body.
I headed into the shooting range with my MP7.
As I walked by I saw other soldiers holding spears training for some sort of charge or battle training like some sort of phalanx legion from ancient greece. Considering what the colonel told us this is maybe more effective than shooting with guns when dealing with the so called otherworldly threats.
I continued walking by and saw tanks with some sort of Tesla coil strapped to it. I found it weird but considering magic, and aliens are a thing i wouldn't be surprised that they found a war to protect it.
I noticed a few runic like writings in the side of the Tesla coil. I chucked a stone at it and the rock I chucked just got deflected at my face. My mind went blank and didn't remember what happened next.
An hour later....
"Ugh.... My head hurts..."
What happened...
Last time I remembered is I tried to chuck a rock at a Tesla coil. Oh...Oh..... Oh shit! I'm gonna get reprimanded! Oh fuck I'm gonna get court marshalled. Oh I'm so fucking dumb! I shouldn't have done that! Fuck!
Suddenly the colonel got into the medical tent and started smiling. He looked at me smugly.
"You dumbass. You tried to chuck a a rock at a tank protected by some wind barrier rune. You should've have done that. Specially when you don't have a runic sign that means ally. Thankfully the medics fixed you up in time. Luckily with the help of the runes you are alive. Here catch this."
He tossed me a purple heart, and my MP7
"Enjoy your humiliation!"
He waved his hand at me while walking out of the tent.
Ugh.... My head hurts a little bit...
The next day....
I woke up early. I checked my watch and it's 3:00 Am. Huh so it's so early. I better go back to bed.
25 minutes of struggling to go back to sleep later....
Suddenly a drill sargeant came into our barracks bringing out Bluetooth speaker singing slipknot.
Everyone started jumping out of their bed and stood alert. After that he powered off the Bluetooth speaker.
"Good. Now let's start the morning patrol."
The other recruit's grabbed their rucksacks and changed their clothes.
I was already in my camo uniform so I'm just gonna hide my mags, and MP7 in my pants.
"Now let's go to the armoury."
We followed the drill sargeant and went to the armoury. As I walked by I saw other soldiers coming back from their patrols. After an few minutes of walking later we arrived at the armoury.
"pick your weapons."
The drill sargeant smiled as he looks at the giant assortments of weapons.
Everyone looked amazed as weapons from melee weapons, high caliber guns, armor that looks like some sort of dragon scale armor from some fantasyland, a shield, a nuclear bomb, and conventional ballistic armor.
Wait a nuclear bomb? What the fuck? Aren't they worried someone is gonna steal it?
I picked up a spear with a weird looking runic writing, the dragon scale looking armor just for a joke, and a shield made from a mix of kevlar, and composite steel. Wow the shield is actually very light. This reminded me of those roman shields we used to learn in school except with camouflage.
"Ah you've got a good taste in weaponry."
He pointed at the spear I was holding.
"The spear that you picked up can cauterized wounds, and can cause burns at the enemy."
So I just picked up a warcrime in melee form.
"Is this considered a warcrime?"
I asked the drill sargeant.
"No. We are not under the Geneva convention since it's for the protection of mankind. There is no such thing as restrictions for us. It's either die or fight with everything you've got."
Well that makes sense. I mean it's either probably extinction or fight to the last man and probably get a peace deal due to it. Extinction or survival of the species.
Make them pay for an Inch they take away from us.
What caused this to happen?
I was intrigued. What was the catalyst of this event? More importantly why are they here? Why are we fighting them?
Maybe I can earn more Intel about the event.
I woke the dragon scale armor looking thing? It reminded me of the prototype armor with the same name called dragon scale armor. It was filled with small ceramic disc's stitched together with kevlar, and can survive a shot from .45 ACP, 22 LR, 9MM, 7.62x39 MM, and a shot from 5.56x39MM M855. I wonder if this was the same concept but a more refined version.
"Are you guys done?"
The drill sargeant asked the other new recruit's here.
"Sir yes sir!"
We shouted.
"Good. We will be patrolling the nearby settlements of local militia groups, and keep out people from entering or getting out of the Chernobyl containment zone."
"Understood sir!"
"Good."
We followed the drill sargeant. We stuck to the roads as we stuck to the road we saw other settlements.
"Uh sir."
I asked the drill sargeant.
"Are you gonna as about the settlements?"
"Yeah."
He looked at me with a smile.
"Well. It's simple. They decided to stay here because they don't have anywhere to go, or were either here for revenge and to fight for their families survival."
"So are they our allies?"
I asked the drill sargeant.
"Yes."
"They are named the anarchist communes. They are their own society just without any law. But the people can hire people to kill other people that did bad things like slavery, or cannibalism. They themselves have autonomy due to the weapons from old Soviet army stockpiles here in Chernobyl."
Suddenly we heard grunting in the wheat fields.
"What was that?"
"Light the general area up!"
Then suddenly the other recruit's picked up their pistols and lit the area where we heard the sound.
I immediately draw out my MP7 and light the area up.
Suddenly a red mist appeared.
The drill sargeant smiled and opened up a flashlight. We looked in horror when we saw the dead bodies that had large lesions.
"What ever you do. Do not touch the bodies burn them."
Suddenly the drill sargeant grabbed my spear and poked the corpses. Then after a few seconds the corpses lit up in large fire.
Ah so If I ever got into a ranged melee combat I should poke the enemy, and stick the spear long enough to their bodies for their bodies to ignite like some sort of biofuel being lit up by a match.
We continued our patrol. After an hour later we arrived in an urban area. We saw more of those thing. It looked like the people seemed to be zombie like. The people had a large looking lesions maybe an inch big. I looked at disgust at these thing. What the hell happened here what was the cause of this?
I loaded my mp7 with a magazine and put my gun at a ready position.
Suddenly we were noticed by those things.
Suddenly the a horde of those thing come up to us.
"Fire!"
We fired off our guns under the order of the drill sargeant.
After a minute long continuous firing the horde stopped moving.
I poked the spear into one of the infected and After a few seconds the body bursts into flames and engulfs the other bodies in flame.
After that we retreated back to the camp.
To be continued.