Battle Wings – Junkyard

Frightened that War Stains are regrouping for another strike, I set my men in the move. Wagons got stacked full with goods, the cars were filled with armed crew and guns were loaded with fresh ammo. Our pulling back commenced in the other direction to avoid the confrontation with the hostiles. My driver pulled up … Continue reading Battle Wings – Junkyard

Battle Wings – The War Stains

At the door, a man waited for me. He gazed at the end of the street while other guards held their gun sights on a ruble in the distance. "What is going on?" I gasped and the nervous guy pulled me down by the collar. "We have a 'pregnant' approaching our position. I told the … Continue reading Battle Wings – The War Stains