Major Sherman glanced at the clock; it was 11:25 in the morning. The soldiers on the opposing city walls were almost done with their last lunch. It was time to send them off.
The Major called his men into position. Behind the massive cannon was a large crowd of onlookers who had heard about the legendary "demolition" unit's ultra cannon looming below Asuglana City. Various units were curious to catch a glimpse of this war spectacle. When volunteers were recruited for heavy artillery posts, the registration desk was almost overrun by eager applicants.
Everything from staff officers to cooks marveled at the massive cannon, and then followed the gunners into the bunker. The Castilians on the city walls laughed wildly at the strange actions of the external army. Hearing the crude talk filled with thick accents, Major Sherman chuckled. After stuffing his ears with wooden plugs, his roaring "Fire!" and forceful swing of his arm pronounced a death sentence upon the ancient port.
