Early morning approaches, bone-chilling cold. The sound of the clock ticking so loudly sounded in the silence of the silent night. However, some people were seen stumbling around in the middle of the night…
“Anyone have some toothpicks?”, said Mia. No one answered, sleepiness was seen hanging between those who were gathered.
“Me! uh mia… since when did you scribble on your face with charcoal?”, I answered… The only fighter from the east.
“I need them to keep my eyes open. It’s war paint N3mo”, she said lazily.
Then she stood up, the Angel of Death – Diana, stood before us to start preparing for war. With the conditions of the battlefield where War Dogs advance 50% of the progress, it takes cohesiveness and a number of capable fighters to conquer it. But tonight was different from the night before. Seen Zman, Monty, Blaise, Tempest Master, Mia, Damsy and several other warriors present at the end of this cold night.
Then went silence….
And the war broke out in the border area that our friends from Iron Cross defended , but it turned out that our predictions were wrong! War Dogs didn’t show up as we predicted! And finally the pace of the war continued without any significant threat… except for… our friends who fought against sleepiness and cold at night…
Monty who continues to fight with the sound of the alarm clock that he doesn’t turn off, Zman who fights while supporting his body with his cane to keep him from falling asleep, Mia who fights with bulging eyes! Because the toothpick used to block his eyes hahaha
Damsy who, I m bored with Damsy, he always there at night crew bhahahah, Blaise with his helmet, ofc we dont know if his eyes open or not lol.
Everything was over until finally we were faced with a 48% sector….
“Please don’t make us take B4 C,” said Blaise the Pitbull. Without Diana uttering a single word, Blaise already understood what orders Diana would take.
“Yes! (we will take it). We have a big crowd. If everyone puts on 2-3 negs, then the people who usually burn at this hour can handle it.” said Diana and Blaise could only surrender.
And loudly, came the last voice of the war leader for us to seize a region called Capepesk. Diana ordered us to only do 2 or 3 negs… however.. seconds passed… minutes went by… all KT fighters while holding back their sleep kept pushing and trying to slowly control the area.
And apparently the Angel of Death couldn’t hold back her sleep either, she forgot to give the order to stop and the fighters keep continued to fight because there was no order to stop!
“Holy crap people, everyone just kept going! I hope you are managing attrition!!”, said Diana.
“Yeah attrition gods are not kind up every single one”, said Mia.
“Yes, I managed to gain attrition bhahaha”, said Monty, laughing out loud.
“Only at 25 now”, said the Tempest Master.
“there is no stop sign, so I keep going hahahahah”, I said.
“Can I go to sleep now mom?”, said Mia, she couldn’t hold back her sleep anymore hahahaah.
And the war ended in silence, a victory without the frenetic shouts of victory as usual. The warriors returned to their respective tents to sleep… Except for one person, the Angel of Death.. She coordinated the final defense with our comrades from Iron Cross and gave me the final order to mark the target when the SC had finished later…
And finally silence….
So friends, who is the real hero? Who is the real Night Crew? It’s not me that’s obvious I’m in the eastern hemisphere of the awakened world at this time. But it was they, our friends, who were able to take the time to wake up in the wee hours of the morning for the sake of this family. I am proud of them and I love them very much.
“Okay! My writing is finally finished!”, I said to my men.
“Master..”, said one of them…
“Yes?” I answered.
“But you also sleep at 2 in the morning and wake up at 5 in the morning,” he said.
“Ssshttt! that’s our secret, don’t spoil the beauty of the writing that has been made, you idiot!”
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