"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary."
An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...
In one of the old high rise buildings a mile away from the airport, two soldiers clad in modern equipment, wearing a full Ghillie suit watch over it with stoic eyes. The virtual Sun was long behind the clouds and all that was between them and the airport was the canal and bridge. Even at such a range, the two players had a perfect view of the parking lot and loomed over the assembling men like vultures to a creature that's bound to die.
The one lying prone on a table facing the airport was using an M82A1 .50 High Caliber Sniper Rifle and another one was sitting beside him with an M21 Sniper Rifle with a telescope.
The one with the Fifty caliber raises his right arm into his headset that's built in the helmet he's wearing. He speaks with a stoic and mature voice.
"Spooker, We got massive movement at the airport. Berznick is making a move on Libertus. They just sent scouts on Horseback running to the Eastern side of the city. We'll be pushing through the East of the AO."
A rapsy reply with the sound of aircraft engines drowning out a portion of his voice replies.
"Affirmative Stalker, we're passing through MSR Churchill. Continue to report every 5 mikes on enemy disposition. Package is secured, the Super Galaxy is dead on time, we should get to the city in ETA ten mikes."
"Roger that Spooker. We'll start moving when you've reached the outskirts."
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"Man, we really had to leave this city, didn't we?"
"It's not like we could stay anyways. After the Bahamut Chinese New Year Event, civilizing the Dark Continent has been a waste of time."
"I wonder though, how's General Jackson holding up."
"Ah, he's a Vet right?"
"Yeah. He was the most staunch opposer of this, Irchard."
"Well Gond, in the end. He did accept that it's either this or we become a Knight Order under Breznick."
"Yeah... I wonder though. How it felt like."
"Hm?" he leans away from the scope of the big .50BMG rifle and looked at his observer. "To you know... survive the war and go back home after demobilization started. I was way too young to join."
"I'm sure General Jackson would tell you to just be happy you didn't have to join." with a sigh, the Observer lowers his M21 sniper rifle and looks to the main shooter. "Yeah, guess so. But now, I have to watch over our old ass city."
"Just be happy it didn't get razed like the Dark Continent Capital of the Shine Guards. I was there, you know, when we were sent as a relief force. Breznick, Libertus, Avalon, and Highwood were all unable to help since they are too busy protecting their Trade Routes."
"What? Which time was that? This isn't the first time, you know."
"The one when Bahamut came. I was a Navy Sniper on Earth. It was actually out of nowhere that I got involved with all this."
