12-17-2006, 09:50 PM
They weren?t moving fast enough. This silent realization hit Burori the hardest, who had ceased action for a moment, his eyes hollow. He had absolutely no idea how many Outcast soldiers had arrived, but he did know that the need to get his soldiers on top of that wall was now greater than anything. Joy?s unit continued to move with utmost haste, a single messenger coming from her unit and rushing to the fray. ?What is she doing?? Broli yelled above all the fighting.
?Sir! Joy reports enemy movements coming in from the west. It?s a large Outcast force! She attempted to fire over the fortress, but it?s too large to have any impact. She?s moving around to the base?s western side to flank the rear of the Outcast unit attempting to enter the fortress!? Broli nodded, sending the messenger back with no reply. As he left, Akane arrived to take his place. ?What are your orders?? she asked, her newly given Lieutenant tags glimmering in the sun.
?We need to secure this position,? he began, looking up to the top of the wall. Though he could see nothing, he could tell that a fierce battle was occurring. ?According to Joy, we have Outcast reinforcements from the west. When I give the signal, it?s going to mean that the wall is secure. I want you to get any remaining troops up there as well as the snipers. The snipers are to stand on that wall and shoot anything on the western side of that fortress. Got it?!?
?Yes, sir! But, what?s the signal?? Broli smiled.
?You?ll know.?
Pushing a Dante soldier aside, Broli jumped onto the ladder and began to furiously climb it. Immediately, an ear-splitting series of roars emanated from his troops. ?It?s the Commander!? one shouted. ?He?s going to the top!? A series of ?For Dante!? erupted from the soldiers, reinvigorated by their Commander?s actions. Broli took each and every rung seriously, moving as quickly as he could towards the top. As he stepped from the last rung, he jumped onto the wall, joining his soldiers in conflict to secure the position. Immediately, his mouth dropped as he looked to the western side of the fortress. Troops were filtering in from the west, and it wasn?t a mere handful. Hundreds of soldiers had arrived to reinforce the fortress, already moving to assist the guards that were being overwhelmed. Broli shrugged off his surprise, attempting to use it for his favor. ?Look, men! More Outcast have come to die! Shall we show them what we?re made of?!? The soldiers roared, fighting vigorously at the sight of their Commander crushing one guard and then turning to kill another. ?I want the assault and support teams to set up a perimeter! Mow them down! Thin out their troops! We hold the high ground!? Burori shouted, pushing with his soldiers into the fray of units. It was a sight to see. The Assault and Support units fired nonstop, attempting to thin out the troops rushing to defend the wall, while the Infantry and Spec Ops worked in perfect coordination to overwhelm those that remained. Broli fought with them, roaring with each and every blow, shouting war cries of affirmation to his troops whilst more of his forces rose up from the ladders.
A guard rushed towards the Commander while Broli threw a guard over the wall. As the Saiya-Jin turned, he stopped in his tracks as the guard held the gun up, preparing to fire. With the explosion of the weapon, Broli took a step back in instinct. However, no shot pierced his body. He stood in surprise as one of his soldiers jumped in front of him, taking the bullet and falling to the ground, dead. Filled with anger, Broli lunged forward, grabbing the guard by the throat and tearing the gun from his hands. With irrefutable force, the Saiya-Jin crashed the guard?s head into the ground as easily as if he weighed like paper. The Saiyan looked back to the lifeless Dante soldier. The warrior had given his life to his Commander. What had this game become? Had he really invigorated his soldiers with so much pride that they were willing to die for not just him, but the entire cause of Dante?
?Fight!? he yelled to his soldiers. ?For every one of us that dies, our glory grows! Avenge the fallen! Push these soldiers backs! Are you of Dante?!!? The soldiers roared innumerable responses of positive confirmation, pushing themselves to the limit as they fought. ?If you?re of Dante, then prove it to me! Push these men back!? Broli furthered, landing his fist in the cheekbone of an Outcast infantry. ?We don?t stop until we?ve conquered this place, do you get me?!? The soldiers shouted again.
It had worked. Broli knew that the soldiers shared the same fear that he held. A thousand troops had arrived to assist the fortress, a number that could turn the tides of the battle regardless of the fact that they held the greater force. If this had struck anxiousness in Broli?s heart, no doubt it had done the same in the other troops. Regardless, he had turned the situation around, convincing the soldiers that this was nothing to fear. Rather, it was an even greater opportunity to prove themselves, to show everyone that Dante was the greater force, that Dante deserved all the glory, that Dante would win Dante?s Abyss: Conquest.
?Sir! Joy reports enemy movements coming in from the west. It?s a large Outcast force! She attempted to fire over the fortress, but it?s too large to have any impact. She?s moving around to the base?s western side to flank the rear of the Outcast unit attempting to enter the fortress!? Broli nodded, sending the messenger back with no reply. As he left, Akane arrived to take his place. ?What are your orders?? she asked, her newly given Lieutenant tags glimmering in the sun.
?We need to secure this position,? he began, looking up to the top of the wall. Though he could see nothing, he could tell that a fierce battle was occurring. ?According to Joy, we have Outcast reinforcements from the west. When I give the signal, it?s going to mean that the wall is secure. I want you to get any remaining troops up there as well as the snipers. The snipers are to stand on that wall and shoot anything on the western side of that fortress. Got it?!?
?Yes, sir! But, what?s the signal?? Broli smiled.
?You?ll know.?
Pushing a Dante soldier aside, Broli jumped onto the ladder and began to furiously climb it. Immediately, an ear-splitting series of roars emanated from his troops. ?It?s the Commander!? one shouted. ?He?s going to the top!? A series of ?For Dante!? erupted from the soldiers, reinvigorated by their Commander?s actions. Broli took each and every rung seriously, moving as quickly as he could towards the top. As he stepped from the last rung, he jumped onto the wall, joining his soldiers in conflict to secure the position. Immediately, his mouth dropped as he looked to the western side of the fortress. Troops were filtering in from the west, and it wasn?t a mere handful. Hundreds of soldiers had arrived to reinforce the fortress, already moving to assist the guards that were being overwhelmed. Broli shrugged off his surprise, attempting to use it for his favor. ?Look, men! More Outcast have come to die! Shall we show them what we?re made of?!? The soldiers roared, fighting vigorously at the sight of their Commander crushing one guard and then turning to kill another. ?I want the assault and support teams to set up a perimeter! Mow them down! Thin out their troops! We hold the high ground!? Burori shouted, pushing with his soldiers into the fray of units. It was a sight to see. The Assault and Support units fired nonstop, attempting to thin out the troops rushing to defend the wall, while the Infantry and Spec Ops worked in perfect coordination to overwhelm those that remained. Broli fought with them, roaring with each and every blow, shouting war cries of affirmation to his troops whilst more of his forces rose up from the ladders.
A guard rushed towards the Commander while Broli threw a guard over the wall. As the Saiya-Jin turned, he stopped in his tracks as the guard held the gun up, preparing to fire. With the explosion of the weapon, Broli took a step back in instinct. However, no shot pierced his body. He stood in surprise as one of his soldiers jumped in front of him, taking the bullet and falling to the ground, dead. Filled with anger, Broli lunged forward, grabbing the guard by the throat and tearing the gun from his hands. With irrefutable force, the Saiya-Jin crashed the guard?s head into the ground as easily as if he weighed like paper. The Saiyan looked back to the lifeless Dante soldier. The warrior had given his life to his Commander. What had this game become? Had he really invigorated his soldiers with so much pride that they were willing to die for not just him, but the entire cause of Dante?
?Fight!? he yelled to his soldiers. ?For every one of us that dies, our glory grows! Avenge the fallen! Push these soldiers backs! Are you of Dante?!!? The soldiers roared innumerable responses of positive confirmation, pushing themselves to the limit as they fought. ?If you?re of Dante, then prove it to me! Push these men back!? Broli furthered, landing his fist in the cheekbone of an Outcast infantry. ?We don?t stop until we?ve conquered this place, do you get me?!? The soldiers shouted again.
It had worked. Broli knew that the soldiers shared the same fear that he held. A thousand troops had arrived to assist the fortress, a number that could turn the tides of the battle regardless of the fact that they held the greater force. If this had struck anxiousness in Broli?s heart, no doubt it had done the same in the other troops. Regardless, he had turned the situation around, convincing the soldiers that this was nothing to fear. Rather, it was an even greater opportunity to prove themselves, to show everyone that Dante was the greater force, that Dante deserved all the glory, that Dante would win Dante?s Abyss: Conquest.