hailstormer

  Silence. It seems a bit quiet of this battlefield, the plains that were burned down form fire and weapons that blows up from the impact of its tip. While there was nothing going on at this exact location of the plains, there is certainly something going on elsewhere in the world. Somehow there is no hope for this place; it might never grow at all from the battlefield that it changed and became now. I wonder what could happen after this god forsaken war end?   Time:  Twelve hundred hours daylight   Location: Sector four Plains of Oblivion Soon a shot of a mortar, maybe sixteen hundred yards now slammed down on a small group of soldiers