Silence struck General Smith, who did not know what he was going to answer his brother. He had been thinking about how he was going to deal with his past.
Flashes of how him and general Galvan Demeon bruised each became bloodthirsty enemies occupied his mind.
It was a Sunday afternoon in the Antarctic, Sam Smith, Zang Wei, and Galvan Demeon were perfecting their drills when a bus drove into their training base. All the eyes of the trainees were shoved toward the bus though they continued listening and acting on the instructions from the instructor.
After the Apocalypse, two hundred years ago, when the world was in total chaos, humans lived like wild animals. They hunted each other, they all wanted power for themselves. Slavery was still being practiced, among other inhumane practices.