[ WP ] A sequence from an RTS game , from the perspective of the units .

Another one gone. Forgotten in death, nameless in life. The commanders of this unit probably could n't tell you what colour we are let alone first names. First names do n't exist in war, neither do last names, neither do hopes, neither do dreams or aspirations. We can expect two things, death and fear, and we hardly have time for the second. 
 
 It takes longer to piss than it does to get out of basic training and onto the front line, and even less time to die. How does a squad of 8 Rangers expect to take down a group of five paladin tanks?'Cause if there is a way then a lot of good men have died for nothing. I've watched a thousand men die in front of me and if I do n't get shot I know I'll see a thousand more. War never ends here, it's infinite, this is forever violence. 
 

