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Due to several...."eager" requests to continue this AAR..........
the author will announce that yes, this is indeed still alive
I apologize for the delay. Look forward to more regular updates around Halloween Excerpts from "The Darkening World"
"In the assault trenches outside, the men, without greatcoats, huddled together for warmth. Heads droopy under heavy steel helmets. Occasionally the rattle of equipment followed by muffled calls of sergeants for less noise. Above us, the world shook as the general bombardment across the Rhine began....we saw nothing..only heard... their deafening howls and screams as they assailed us relentlessly from across the river."
-From the diaries of Private Jean Foche, 2nd French infantry
"Night attacks among the Egyptian border are increasing in intensity and numbers.... Enemy at the moment is foregoing daylight operations....We hear sounds at night beneath us.....They are digging.....
-Scattered broadcasts from Radio Cairo
"Military theorists are puzzled in what appears to be a lack of Hierachy within the Chimeran ranks. Although new types of Chimera are discovered on the front lines each day, how they are able to coordinate their attacks on a front of several hundred miles is a mystery. From reports discovered in the ruins of French cities, several accounts mentioning 'angels' appear. This will require more investigation. "
-From the papers of the US department of defense
"All reports from military and civilian sources indicate the Rhine river water levels have been dropping drastically since the invasion. The cause of this at the moment, is unknown"
-French interior ministry report
"I awoke and found myself standing on my feet. I did not recall crawling out of that ditch but the sun was already up. I was an erect mass of pain, of bloody contusions and damaged bones, the sun playing harshly on inflamed nerves. Yamasaki and Nagato were on the ground beside me, blackened, and covered in blood. Around us was a sea of bodies in what used to be Nanking. We saw them...the figures....walking around and collecting them. They simply ignored us. They stood in front of a barely moving, battered pile of human beings under the fierce sun and acted like we weren't there. They just collected them."
-Account from Japanese infantryman
"If someone asks about the spirit of the Japanese army, it is the flowers of mountain cherry blossom that are fragrant in the rising sun. Let no one doubt that every man of the 5th divison has fought to the last."
-Anon. Japanese broadcast
"I cannot praise Japan any longer. The war is not to protect the country but the inevitable result of the way Japan has developed into a nation. … I feel that I have to accept the fate of my generation to fight in the war and die. I call it ‘fate’, since we have to go to the battlefield to die without being able to express our opinions, criticize and argue pros and cons of issues, and behave with principles, that is after being deprived of my own agency…. To die in the war, to die at the demand of the nation – I have no intention whatsoever to praise it; it is a great tragedy"
-Hayashi Tadao, prelude to civil war
"Tunnel warfare is another war in itself, an underground war. People asked me if I had a death wish. Why would anybody want to go into a tunnel? I don't know. I suppose we thought it was the one way we could hide and fight back against those monsters, to buy the cities time to evacuate. We were right in one sense, but when it came to giving us advantages, the tunnels ended up being our tombs."
-Diary of a greek soldier, the battle of Thermopylae.
"The fall of the first major city sparked a wave of these creatures. Some small and grotesque, others large and heavily armed. Whatever their shape. The result was the same. Within days after the first deadly winter, they spread across the countryside, devouring all without discrimination. It was the first time the armies of our country found themselves vastly outnumbered"
-Account from a anon. Chinese general
IT LIVEESSS! Eagerly awaiting the next update!
You are truly shameless...trekaddict said:Read mine then.
Link is in my sig.
couldn't resist, sorry
TreizeV said:
How puzzling...
TreizeV said:
How annoying for an army which used to outnumber its enemy...
Yes, it's hard to flood your enemies in a sea of humanity when they are a wee bit larger than you...
Long time reader first time poster. Great to know that this AAR is back on line. Looking forward to more of the same thrilling gut-wrenching writing style good job so far TreizeV.
Nice update. Can't wait for helloween .
I hope we see the turning point of this war soon.
.I hope we see the turning point of this war soon.
yey its back! i just realised i hadnt registered my happiness at this before, because of the crappy server
YES!!!! It's back!
Just to let you guys know, the Chimi's can survive Africa. Intel taken from the Beta's Coop campaign tells the Chimera have invaded South America, firing spires into every city with a population greater than 100,000. And americafirstamericaonly.com has updated with a little game and a comic book with Chimeras! Is there any better kind?
Just to let you guys know, the Chimi's can survive Africa. Intel taken from the Beta's Coop campaign tells the Chimera have invaded South America, firing spires into every city with a population greater than 100,000. And americafirstamericaonly.com has updated with a little game and a comic book with Chimeras! Is there any better kind?
I am very impressed by this AAR. Are you going to take it through the end of Resistance 1, then stop until Resistance 2 comes out, or will you go speculative and risk being non-canon?
The story is just so chilling - humanity not just fighting a war, but for its very survival.
The story is just so chilling - humanity not just fighting a war, but for its very survival.
Day 3: Operation Deliverance July 13th, 1951. Dover
[Dispatches from England are looking grim. Northern Command, the final bastion of British resistance on the home islands, had fallen to an underground assault by the Chimeran forces. With no more firm bases on the mainland, the AEF is coordinating with the remnants of the British Forces for one last major assault on London, where reports of a mysterious tower are emerging from. As part of the intelligence corps, I dig up several documents that may contain some more information about how the Chimera operate, perhaps some more clues about their towers and the mysteries of these so called ‘angels’. The following are excerpts from the diaries of a Greek Soldier, private Kousiopoulos, and his account of the battle of Thermoplyae. The details of the retrieval remain a mystery to this day, save that it was recovered by the Americans.]
Kilkis, Macedonia. January 20th, 1950
Our battalion, or what’s left of it, had received final orders. Or at least, that was what the government told us. What a way to motivate, final orders?! What do they think we were? The three hundred Spartans? I’ve heard the stories from the northern front, how the Chimera drove two hundred thousand of the Romanian soldiers into the Danube, there is just no stopping them. Not even the mountains of Macedonia and the rivers could stop them. Every time the army had stopped to set up a fortified defense those missiles would come from the sky, killing everyone within minutes. The colonel says that we’re defending the pass in a new way, something that had never been attempted before in warfare. I hope to god he is right.
Thessalonica, Greece. January 22nd, 1950
We’re taking a rest in this port city for now. I’ve seen it all around us, everyone is exhausted and frightened. The last two days were spent fighting rearguard actions, covering the retreat as we left towns burning in our wake. The refugees are everywhere, a long snake of people and corpses stretching from the north and east, just trying to get away from being devoured. The monsters have already spilled over from Bulgaria and Albania, and if the latest reports are true, from Turkey as well. Istanbul, I hear, fell within minutes. Millions of people infected by their first wave of missiles, while those lucky enough to have been outside the city had fled. Thousands of refugees, Turks, Serbs, Kroats, Bulgarians, even Kurds from Armenia have made their way to this port city.
The harbor itself is chaos, and I think the government has already written this place off as unsalvageable. Any attempt to assert authority over the crazed group of civilians in the harbor has led to violence. I hear gunshots now in the port even as I write this, I can only imagine how many thousands are trying to hijack their own ship out of Greece, or how many battles have been fought, or people killed over anything that floated. I don’t think there is any way we can ever calm these people, not when we could hear the inhuman screeches of the Chimera that are approaching.
Lamia , Greece - January 23rd, 1950,
The generals have finally let us in on their brilliant plan. Attica is to be sealed off, the mountain passes closed by controlled blasts. My colonel vehemently argued against it, millions of civilians were still north of our position, to seal off the passes would be to kill them all. But everyone knows that there was no way to save those people. There was no order in the highways and passes up north, with countless traffic jams and barricades. The refugees were trapped. It was final. What hope could it do now? Macedonia had already shown that mountains are useless at keeping these creatures at bay, aren’t we just delaying the inevitable?
January 25th, 1950
The charges were detonated today, while our units began digging in by the Mountain pass. We saw it ourselves how the giant chunks of falling rock crushed any civilians unlucky enough to get caught in the blast. Many soldiers in our unit hung their heads down in shame, knowing we had failed. Personally, I had been too numbed by the experience in the last few days to feel anything. Not even relief. I just stared blankly at the North, where all I saw were the dozens of black pillars of smoke from what used to be our cities. We were downwind, our position, and the smell seemed to convey everything that had happened. Ash, burning wood and rubber, rotting flesh….
Thermopylae, January 26th, 1950
The Generals were right. This was something we had never seen before. Instead of the simply fortifying the pass, as the Spartans had done, we dug into the mountains. They must have been working on it ever since the first word of the Russian invasion. It is a large underground military complex, complete with living quarters and supplies to last us a lifetime. We had a British attaché, colonel Brenner, explain to us that this was based off of the design for the British Southern Command. My comrades are still skeptical as to whether we can actually stop the monsters with this, but no army in history has ever been able to attack inside a mountain. We had everything, booby traps laid out at the entrances, narrow tunnels with clear fields of fire for the defenders. Almost every advantage. For the first time in weeks, I feel some hope coming back. I can’t wait to see how many Chimera we can kill with this place.
January 28th, 1950. Thermopylae underground complex
We’ve almost completed the transfer of all allied forces into the underground base. From miles around I see columns of tanks and supply trucks make their way in. Troops from all over the Balkans and Europe are joining us. It is an alliance we thought would never exist, We see the remnants of the Polish armored corps from Manstein’s failed assault, the surviving Hungarian and Rumanian regiments that got away from the ‘bloody danube’ incident. Almost fifty thousand men. I see Serbs, Kroats, Bosnians, Greeks and Turks all working together against the common enemy. It won’t be long now…..The north has become mysteriously quiet in the last few days, no signs of civilians or Chimera. Nothing.
January 31st, 1950
We’ve received devastating news from the North. Thessalonica has fallen, along with over one million refugees. Many of the men, myself include, are thinking of our own families in Athens, who are still waiting their turn for evacuation. I try not to think of it, I can only pray that they were selected for the next batch of ships leaving the harbour. Either way, I will do my best to hold them off here, as will every man in my battalion.
February 1, 1950
The silence has ended. They’ve resumed their advance.
The first waves of Chimera attack our mountain defenses. Our dug in artillery and tanks make short work of the first wave, firing from our hidden positions inside the mountain. Even from this distance, we see the waves of Robotic stalkers and goliaths succumb to our shells. We cheer, even though some of the Rumanian soldiers say this is only just the beginning. I can scarcely credit this. How can anything survive such an attack, let alone continue to come at us?!
February 4th, 1950
The waves keep on coming and coming. Already several of our dugouts and artillery positions have been overwhelmed. Colonel Brenner is advising that we abandon all our surface pillboxes to retreat deeper into the base, lure them into the mountain where we have more advantages. It might work, but that would mean abandoning all our tanks and heavy artillery on the surface. It would have to be an infantryman’s battle from now on. Deep inside the tunnels. I don’t agree with this decision, but I must obey orders nevertheless. My platoon packs up our equipment and anything we can carry and we run towards the steel doors that lead into the complex.
I see Brenner at the tunnel entrance, right as the last of our men abandon the surface positions and scrambled deeper into the base. I don’t think I’ll ever forget his face as he detonated the charges in his hands. Almost like it would be the last time we would see the surface again. We didn’t have to speak to each other to know, even as he pressed the button that sealed us within the complex.
At least those creatures can’t get through here.
February 7th, 1950
The surface fighting has stopped. Either the Chimera have wiped out all the soldiers who didn’t make it inside or they left the area to sweep the south. We don’t know. For the past few days I can’t help but think of the fate of the people in Athens and the Peloponnese. We were supposed to hold them, instead, we became trapped ourselves. We thought we were safe, but the last few days we’ve been hearing scrapping sounds and monstrous howls coming from the caved in entrances around our base. The things are persistent, they are digging their way through us. Rock by Rock. Brenner is advising us that we prepare our weapons for the coming days…
February 9th, 1950
Tunnel warfare is another war in itself, an underground war. People asked me if I had a death wish. Why would anybody want to go into a tunnel? I don't know. I suppose we thought it was the one way we could hide and fight back against those monsters, to buy the cities time to evacuate. We were right in one sense, but when it came to giving us advantages, the tunnels might have ended up being our tombs.
The first chimera broke through the rock today, and we’ve had gun battles light up in all the upper passageways. It is terrifying fighting these things in the darkness, especially with those huge four legged monstrosities climbing the walls and jumping at you from the ceiling.
Our team also discovered something while on patrol today, something that made our entire defensive plan fall apart in an instant. While patrolling tunnel B, our men had found a section of it was missing. Not just missing, but dug completely through. It was a new tunnel, shaped like it was burrowed through with a drill. But how was this possible? We’ve never had any machines that could do it so quickly, so effectively. The walls of the cavern are slimy with some kind of pus. What the hell are we facing?
February 10th, 1950
We lost the upper three levels today as the Chimera launched a full scale assault through their own tunnels. Brenner himself gave the order as we set the pre-laid barrels of gasoline on fire. Torching the entire upper tunnels to consume the Chimera, and our own screaming wounded men. Our platoon had our fair of shootouts today as well, and a few of the men got wounded. If not from the Chimeran rifles, then from the concussion of the guns in such a narrow space. Burst eardrums and bloodied noses are becoming common among us.
The Chimera are also employing a terrifying new weapon against us. Some gun that can shoot through any solid matter. This practically nullifies any advantages the walls and tunnels give us. What’s the use of hiding behind something if the enemy can just shoot through it?
February 11, 1950
The Chimera are getting smarter. Not only are they sending their faster and more agile fighters in, they are planting traps. One of my friends, Boris, came across a tunnel full of pulsating sacs of flesh. We warned him to keep his distance, but the second he got too close, they exploded, and one of those spider monsters eviscerated him on the spot. We had to burn the tunnel down with the flamethrower. At least we shot Boris in the head before we proceeded to burn the whole thing down. That alone is a mercy.
The last of the upper levels had fallen, over half the army gone. There was no way of telling how many have survived. The gun battles are raging continuously, all day and into the night. We haven’t had a single moment of quiet since the Chimera broke through. Only screams and gunshots.
February 12, 1950
The place is a lot more quieter now. We’re guessing the Chimera had cleared out the other parts of the base. My platoon tries to catch some sleep, but we keep getting interrupted by this sound of laughter echoing through the base. We figured one of the guys has finally lost it. It won’t be long before the Chimera shuts him up.
February 13, 1950
Our food, water and ammunition are running low at this point, pretty much non-existent. The men barely have the energy to stand even as the Chimera pick us apart room by room, chamber by chamber. I think the fight’s gone out of them. I haven’t seen Colonel Brenner for hours now since his visit to the other Chamber. And again at night, we’re treated again to more crazed laughter. I swear to god if I get out of this alive I will feed him to a Chimera myself!
February 14, 1950
No food or water left. Ammunition has almost run out. The men are becoming agitated now, not only by the crazies around the base, but also because of the lack of food and rest. Fist fights are breaking out among us. Colonel Brenner is still missing. More laughing at night. God Damn those men! Why haven’t the Chimera gotten them yet?
February 15, 1950
There was no chain of command anymore. Everyone in our sector has given up. Five men died today from gunshot wounds. Some self-inflicted, others from pointless fights. The living quarters have become squalid now. No one is cleaning up or bothering to bathe. The floor’s starting to pile up with Human waste as well. I think the laughter is starting to get at some people. One of the men snapped when he heard one of the soldiers chuckle, blew his head off with his assault rifle. No one seemed to care. I hear crying and gunshots at night from the other rooms as well.
February 16, 1950
We found the source of the laughter. One of our patrols through the corridors found a lone soldier in a warehouse, surrounded by hundreds of dead bodies in a warehouse complex. We found what he was doing, around him were corpses of these Chimeran insects. He was a carrier. Colonel Brenner’s body was also in the room, completely stripped of his flesh. We shot the grinning bastard in the head and burned the whole room and the corpses.
I don’t know how much more of this I can take!
February 17th, 1950
It is quiet today. No more sound. No more fights. No more shooting. Few of us alive. There is plenty of food now.
February 18th, 1950
Food ran out again. So we shot sarge in the head. God rest his soul.
February 18th, 1950
Sounds. Sounds banging on the steel door, snarls, growls. Something heavy hitting it, bending the metal like it’s trying to get in. The men don't seem to mind.
It’s the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.
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OMG OMG OMG OMG ITS BACK!!
but seriously by the crumbs in Odins beard, its been far too long
Welcome back!!
but seriously by the crumbs in Odins beard, its been far too long
Welcome back!!
This mountain redoubt was not a good idea, methinks. Specially bearing in mind that the Chimeras seem to know to swim... Just outflkanking the obstacle, landing on the rear, I would guess. Anyway, the army was trapped inside, ready to be killed.
OMG! This is really chilling - cave fights! First the comardy struggle above, then madness and death underground!