Gate: War Of Two Worlds

---Alnus Hill, American Defensive perimeter, two months Later ---

When the Empire called on its allied kingdoms to arms, everyone came. Leagues away from Alnus Hill, an assembly is currently being held. King Duran of the Elbe Kingdom would be seated at the head of the table, listening to the other younger kings and generals that are inside his command tent. The mood in the tent is very positive and everyone seems overconfident.

Well after hearing the latest recon report, only ten to fifteen thousand enemy soldiers are defending the hill. The only confusing thing is why would the Emperor have called on his vassals for a simple task like this? To show a united force this large against this new enemy. Either way, it did not matter, tomorrow morning we will march on the hill and slaughter them.

Someone begins to laugh from drinking too much. "So, the real question is who will lead the charge?"

One of the Kings stands up with his wine glass in his hand. "King Duran, with your blessing, The Kingdom of Mudwan would be honored to be the first to attack the enemy."

"Leave some for the rest of us." Someone says, chuckling.

Duran stands up. "You can lead the first charge and bring honor and glory to your kingdom. We will link up with the Imperial Army and converge on Alnus Hill from three flanks. By tomorrow afternoon the hill will be ours!" He will hold up a wine glass and everyone will cheer.

--- Next Day ---

Nearly a hundred thousand soldiers from the five allied kingdoms are marching to the hill. It is still as dark as the sun as yet to raise. It was decided to begin the attack before sunrise, catch them in the sleep. By the time the sun rises, we should be right on top of them. With our overwhelming numbers, it will be like water on rocks. Streaming through their lines and surrounding them.

King Duran looks around the battlefield, confused by what he doesn't see. He has yet to see anyone from the Imperial Army. He was told they would be here and together they would take the hill. Are they late or have they been defeated or are they attacking somewhere else? Either way, the attack has begun.

As they march closer, he sees the ground all scorch, as it has already seen the battle. As the sunrises and he can see more, he sees signs of a previous battle here.

He will ride on his horse as his army marches towards the hill. "Forward my men."

Everything will be quiet as they move towards the hill. Something doesn't feel right. Are these intruders this dumb in the art of war? I would expect some guards or something out there acting as a warning system.

As they march, everyone in the army sees this flagpole in the ground. The flag of the Empire waving in the small breeze. Around it is two dead bodies from the Empire army. They look like they have been here for months.

"Hmm… this is not right." Duran says to himself. He has seen many wars, fought many battles. Every nerve in his body is telling him this is a trap.

All of a sudden, they all hear loud sounds in the distance and then these bright lights coming from their left. That is where the Kingdom of Mudwan is attacking. What could possibly be that noise and lights? Do they have magic?

That is when these red bright lights would shot up from the hill and light up everything, exposing all of his men. How could they create miniature suns like this? "CHARGE!" All of his men will begin charging up the hill, realizing that his army is exposed now. These strange noises coming from the sky would get closer.

Then these explosions would appear all around his men. Dozens at a time dying from these sounds. Hole formations would befall in a matter of seconds.

And then these zipping sounds would be coming from the hill. He will see his men be hit by something, dying on impact. These zipping sounds would break through their shields and armor like they are wearing nothing. We would be. Our armor is useless, we would be better off attacking n.a.k.e.d.

"KEEP ATTACKING. FOR THE EMPIRE!" King Duran yells, charging at the hills as an explosion would rain all around him.

***

---U.S. Army point of view ---

Major Sharpe is moving through the trench. Soldiers all around him engaging the income enemy army.

Since the American Army arrived, we established a holding position around this thing now being called the Gate. Normally the Army is an aggressive fighting force, taking the initiative. Not waiting for the enemy to attack.

This new strange world, we know nothing about it. Our number one priority is to prevent a second attack. Once we feel that has been accomplished, we can begin exploring this world and take the fight to the enemy.

As Sharpe will rush through the trenches, bypassing the hundreds of soldiers from the 1st Cavalry Division, firing their weapons down the hill. He will rush up to an observer post. "How is it?"

There will be three other officers at the post, looking at the incoming force. One will be Colonel William, the section leader of this defensive line. Captain Griffin, base operations officer, here to coordinate our artily fire support. Major Bronston, the 1st Cavalry Division mechanized leader that is aiding in the defense of this section.

Sharpe stops and turns around, feeling the tremors of the tanks moving up. An Abrams drives up and then stops, right behind the trench. Both of its machine guns begin firing into the incoming enemy force.

Sergeant Alicia Moore is right behind him, holding her radio. This firecracker reminds him of a close friend he had, always aggressive and a big month. "Inform Johnson we are at the OP. Stay low."

"Sir," Alicia says and begins reporting to Second Lieutenant Johnson.

As she speaks an M2 Bradly and a few other heavy vehicles roll-up. They begin unloading all their firepower, bring hell on top of the enemy.

Sharpe walks into the sandbag bunker. "Colonel." Sharpe salutes and then looks out into the meadow. He sees this massive horde of soldiers marching up with explosions happening all around them.

"Major, welcome to the fight." Colonel William says as he looks through his binoculars.

"By god. How many are there." Major Bronston asks.

Sharpe looks to where Bronston is looking at. Line after line of the enemy formation falls. But another line just appears, at least until they get wiped out.

Back on Earth, we were told that these people are using ancient armor and weapons. Our most basic weapon seems to be able to easily punch right through their armor.

That is when Captain Bailey rushes in. Once he arrived, he gives Sharpe a pat on the shoulder. "With your rep, I am glad you're here buddy."

Captain Bailey is the leader of Vanguard-5. They have run into each other a few years ago. Only for a short period of time but still, fast friends.

"Shut up Bailey," Sharpe says and looks to him.

"This is like a bad joke," Bailey says as he watches our forces slaughter the enemy.

Alicia walks up behind them. "Major. I just got word that we are losing our artillery support. Heavy cavalry is attacking the west flank."

Sharpe and Griffin look to her.

"I think that will be fine. Thank you, Sergeant." Griffin says to her.

Sharpe nods. Most of his Rangers haven't seen combat yet. Only he and Sergeant Major Randy Dodson have seen combat in the later stages of the global War on Terror.

"Thank you. Tell command this fight isn't going to last much longer." Sharpe tells her and looks back.

Major Sharpe will walk up, pulling ours his binoculars too. He will see the thousands of Roman-like soldiers getting slaughtered by artillery, machine guns, tank cannons, and rifle fire. "Your right, but still. They didn't even stand a chance. There is no honor in this. It reminds me of Kings and Generals."

"King and Generals sir?" Bailey asks.

"It was a YouTube Channel before YouTube shot themselves in the foot. There on other platforms now. They study ancient warfare." Sharpe says. "Never thought I would see any of that in my life."

Major Bronston looks over, overhearing the conversation. "Did you ever thought we would be on an alien planet?"

"All this reminds me of Stargate. Personally, I preferred Atlantis, but both were good." Colonel William comments on the conversation. "Anyway, stay confuse and don't get overconfident. It doesn't matter they are using bow and arrows. All you need is one bad day."

"I fully understand sir," Sharpe says, knowing full well on what happens when a mission goes bad.

That is when they hear Alicia warns them. "Sir, Radar is reporting we have airborne incoming. They think they are dragons." She says that still having a hard time believing she said that.

"That is something you don't hear every day," Bronston says. "No worry, we have enough SHORAD assist here to tear them apart.

SHORAD meaning Short-range air defense. When dragons came through the Gate, it was decided to bring in AN/TWQ-1 Avenger HUMVEES and the new Stryker Mobile SHORAD with them. Both armed with FIM-92 Stingers anti-air missiles. Perfect for taking out dragons.

There will be a short silence between everyone as they watch the show. Since the first battle, more troops from the United States keep pouring through the Gate. This hill has become more fortified then Fort Knox itself.

They will watch as the enemy lines break apart and start retreating. SAM missiles would take out any of the airborne dragon threats that arrived. By the time the dawn arrives, the battle was pretty much over.