- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Ares rounds a corner, only to find tanks, and lots of em. They are not very friendly either. The NMs laugh at him and his pathetic Warthog. Ares closes his eyes and hopes it doesn't hurt too bad. Then the explosions come.
"Wait, I am not dead. What the..."
He opens his eyes to see Pelicans, hundreds, no, thousands of them. Scorpions, Warthogs and Marines poor into the area by the thousands.
"Man, I am just too lucky today..."