The Boers move up. Too bad no one is in range.
BRITANNIANS OF THE YELLOW
First the Brits move two inches away from each other, then they take cover behind the wall and take response actions.
Then, Admiral Byron DeSilva of the Yellow fires his anal disruptor with resounding success.
"ZE GOGGLES, ZEY DO NOSSING"
The Anal disruptor shoots beams of radiation. It is common to hit people/constructions/babies behind when the dice say so.
He's dead. The only Fynns left are BoBby and the Truck.
Her Majesty's Admiral Byron DeSilva of the Yellow Sector puts down his Nova Sword.
And reads his poetry.
"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!"
"Zat voesn't bod."
"Dah, pretty guten"
"SCHEIN ZEIN GOTTEN SCHLUPPEN"
"Greetings German Troops, would you care to look at some photography of Great Queen Briktoria I?"
"Is that supposed to be a vagina or something? It's too pixellated."
Duke James DeSilva of the Yellow Sector decides to drop it and get behind the walls.
The Magistrate begins to move towards the enemy.
It raises it's arm cannons to deliver a volley.
Sucess! Valkyries are eliminated.
Blood flows over the land. The Fynns and Australians who have charged bravely towards the enemy now lay as bodies. Do not let their sacrifices be in vain!
Then the terrible and impressive machine opens fire with it's chest mounted gatling gun.
The last dog is killed. Meaning that the entire front line has been wiped out.
In other news, the fire in the middle of the field starts to go out.