Wiki User High School/Campus/Freshman Classes/Writing/Ass/War3

As Captain Smith readjusted his cap, he looked across the barren venetian wasteland. The craters pockmarked the landscape, all mortar fire from his side and the enemy's. The turmoil, the terror, all of it his profit. He had won the battle, but will he win the war? Knowing his work was done, he walked towards his US Space Command X411s Short Troop Transport.

"Captain!" called a voice from afar. He looked over to see it was his trusty Lieutenant Jones.

"Captain, into this ship! We need to take you directly to the Bactrian colonies!" called Lieutenant Jones from a larger transport.

The Captain quickly understood and ran towards the transport. He was debriefed immediately. Knowing the challenges ahead, he lowered his cap in order to catch up on some must needed rest.