The foreigners found us in our sacred ruins, but this time we were prepared. Everybody knew their orders and moved out accordingly.
The foreigners had already begun marching towards our base.
Our line infantry began to move towards them, but...
...an enemy sharpshooter removed the point man.
Special Forces moved forward and eliminated the sharpshooter.
The enemy came up to begin trading volleys.
Our new rockets proved useful against the foreigners.
The end of the minigunner threat proved to be a huge boost to our morale. We had not forgotten the destructive power they brought with them.
Another rocket fired...
... and hit a foreigner!
But not without a price.
However, one good turn deserves another.
Again, the snipers proved valuable in combat.
Their accurate shots helped to thin out the enemy line.
The line infantry finished off the last soldier. We had won!
Or so we thought...
"Captain Nagirrac! This is Gldyrn of Beta Group 5. We have spotted a walker!"
"Kill the Avalonians! Except for Nagirrac. We need him alive!"
"As you wish, General Atazir!"
"Destroy their holy place!"
"Sir! I can hit the leg! I only need to aim just a bit to the right and..."
"My lord! Don't leave me!"
"You die for the glory of Mordred!"
"I shall deal with the Avalonian myself."
"I did it sir! I killed General Atazir!"
"Well, well, well... Semaj Nagirrac is all alone now. There's no where left to run. Lay down your weapon and come with me now."
"Surrender to you? I'd die first."
"That can be arranged. Except, my master has commanded me to bring you alive, and I will not shame myself by killing you."
"All right, you got me."
"Shoot you with his gun..."
"...and now you die!"
The assassin had terribly fast reflexes.
"Your skill with the sword is not as good as mine."
"Your aim isn't that great either, Nagirrac."
"Now, you will come with us. My master will show you a new definition of pain."
We were defeated. My people lay dead while General Atazir and the assassin stole me away. As for my life, it is in the hands of the foreigners.