Talk:War Discussion/@comment-Dwight D. Eisenhower-20140521010027/@comment-General George S. Patton-20140521165442

Patton here!! I'm here to kick mamono ass too!!

Little did you know that that village I monitored was actually a trap, the mamono that invaded have their dead corpses nailed onto our wall, we had a brutal guerrilla warfare secrative militia armed with the best training and weapons to take out high classed mamono.

You then find out you have several spies that know how to keep cover and we already have all of your plans and agenda, we made sure that they were not misleaders for we know which one is which. Then you come to find out that the person who informed you was also a spy, but it's to late because we already extracted the data and all of our spies.

Your "air force" doesn't do shit because... oh look the enola gay armed with a anti demonic energy, high class nuclear radiation, napalm mushroom cloud maker bomb 9000, and there's your big coexistance army marching to the villages and major towns.

Is that your airforce? I only see our Anti Air taking out anything not human in the sky...

(Bomb then drops onto your army, as my army get into our secret underground steel and lead bunker, then I get into my observatory and watch as mamono and traitorous human corpses burn.)

You then kneel down in exhaustion then get back up, and you open your eyes to see that your standing on nothing but a irradiated nuclear wasteland that is ravished with fire and the smell of burning corpses, and see a big mushroom cloud.

Myself and the rest of my blessed soldiers pop out of our bunker, the blessing of the Chief God protects us from radiation, the whole army of HSM soldiers surround you and point there spears at you, as I point my Colt M1911 at your head.

Your big fragment of your army, dead.

You stand there, exhausted and becoming sickly irradiated.

I then order my soldiers to march onward to find anymore alive mamono or WCA humans.

"No point in calling ANY mamono reinforcements, even the demon lord Rikoswind29. Surrender now, or have you body nailed on like the rest of the sorry son's of bitches..."