Chapter 7: The Battle of Fort Mantello

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Earth time: 7/3/1918

Time: 5:39 P.M

Wednesday

Beacon Academy, Fort Pathfinder

Civilians were lined up outside the fort, for identification to make sure they weren't an Atlas spy. If they weren't they would be allowed through the portal. There was a second line though, for those who want to enlist and fight against Atlas and Mistral.

American Soldier 1: Alright, ID please.

The civilian handed their ID being checked.

American Soldier 1: Clear to go.

The civilian quickly rushed into the portal.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

A mile away from Fort Pathfinder, the enlistees were being trained in the basic training.

American Drill Sergeant: GO! GO! THE ENEMY WON'T HESITATE TO SHOOT YOU! GO!

Meanwhile inside Pathfinder stood the students talking to Ryan about the situation.

Ryan: Look I know you want to help us but-

Ruby: So let us! We want to help you!

Ryan: You kids don't understand! War is hell! The chance of surviving isn't high!

Yang: Please! It's just Atlas and Mistral we'll have no problem beating them!

Ryan: Yes, but they can produce infinite amount of those Drones, and not to mention their air superiority!

Nebula: Then let us join so we can help!

Ryan was being bugged by the 7 teams of students before caving in.

Ryan: Gah fine! Over there!

Ryan pointed to the enlist line showing it was only a fourth compared to the civilians.

Ruby: Let's go!

Timeskip

Earth Time: 7/4/1918

Time: 3:20 P.M

Thursday

Beacon Academy, Fort Pathfinder

American Drill Sergeant: Come on kids! You signed up for this!

The group of students including some civilians were doing some pushups.

American Drill Sergeant: Alright! Firearms move! Move! Move!

Everyone then rushed to the firing line.

Ruby: 'It's their weapons...'

American Drill Sergeant: Alright, ready!

Everyone picked up their rifles.

American DS: Aim!

Everyone looked down their iron sights.

American DS: Fire!

Everyone fired with a few people not expecting the amount of recoil, dropping their rifles.

American DS: Pick those back up maggots! And remember! Always brace for recoil!

Those who dropped their rifle quickly picked it back up, pulling the bolt back.

American DS: Ready! Aim! Fire!

*BANG*

Everyone either hit the target or barely missed. Soon a shadow was casted over the training camp and Fort Pathfinder.

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