War of the Worlds: Goliath Page #2

than drink to them.

Simulations and games mean

nothing.

And don't think that farting match

with Spain and Cuba was a war

if Germany was involved we would

have ended it in a week.

Everyone knows that the Germans are

the best soldiers in the world.

And after we kick Europe's ass, we'll

come for you in America... Teddy.

I said, we'll come for you!

Well then, why don't we

start... Now!

Haha, now we're talking!

I say, how was that bit of

simulation, old boy?

Today, at 11am in Sarajevo...

Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated.

What does this mean?

There will be war.

When you return to A.R.E.S., you will

find cables from your homelands

recalling you to service

in your national armies.

This cannot be.

What about the Martians?

They will just have fewer

of us to kill.

What can we do?

It is our duty.

We must leave.

No.

What did you say?

I said... No!

We're not just French, or German or

Japanese we are A.R.E.S.

We are human.

I have seen what the

Martians will do.

They will murder our brothers...

Our wives... Our children...

and if you are lucky enough to

survive

you will spend the rest of your

miserable lives

running like hunted animals.

Always knowing that because of your

cowardice, in this moment

everything you loved was dead.

We will be traitors

to our homeland.

It is they who are the traitors.

Those pompous arrogant fools

who call you to their war.

They say they fight

for their honor

when it is only for their greed

and their vanity

We must remain together...

We must fight as one.

I ask you... I beg you...

Who will fight with me?

Who will live and die my brother?

I will... Deutschland can kiss my ass.

As will I.

A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

It had to be you.

Just checking on a few things.

For what? The tenth time?

Seventh, but who's counting?

It'll be fine.

I know...

No, you don't, but you should.

You were the best Captain

in training.

Training is not reality.

When my parents were killed...

I froze.

You were 10 years old...

Right... Um... If you

don't mind...

Sure.

Oh um...

That guy tonight...

The one who spoke and kept

all of A.R.E.S. from running home

That man... He wouldn't

freeze in battle.

Tripods are loaded and secure

General. All gangways retracted.

Open the canopy.

Release ties.

Seventy knots. North northeast.

Steady as she goes.

Captain Sakai, your red forces will

mass 20 miles north of Ellenville.

Captain Wells, your blues will be

20 miles to the south.

Your goal is simple.

Destroy the force facing you.

All heat rays will be set on only

enough power to mark your enemy.

This won't be war, but it is as

close as we can get.

Looks like there's a river about

12 miles east.

We'll spread the team a mile

wide and wait.

When they hit the middle of the

river, we'll open up.

I know Captain Sakai.

The man is a samurai.

He will attack full force

in the center of our line.

Scouts one through five... I want

you a thousand yards to point.

Scouts six and seven, right.

Eight through ten, left.

No one gets on our flanks

without us knowing.

If you see the enemy, you are to

report back. Do not engage.

I repeat. Do not engage.

I want them coming to us.

Not digging in.

The storm is distorting all

communications between the Leviathan

and the blue and red teams.

I don't like it.

Get me Professor Tesla.

Sorry, sir. The storm.

I don't like it at all.

Alright, men. We wait.

If Shah is right, Sakai should be

arriving in 20 minutes.

There's something wrong

here, Captain.

Sakai must have forgotten

to lower his power levels.

That wasn't Sakai.

Martians!

Hendrix... Hendrix!

Hendrix is dead!

What the hell's going on

out there?

Sir... Captain... Your orders!

Incoming!

Captain Wells!

Eric, move!

Get a message to the Leviathan

that we are under attack.

Blue team, this is not a drill.

Full power to heat rays.

Replace paint with live

armaments and fire at will.

Ready when you are, Eric.

Let's blow these monsters

to hell.

DeSalvo! Get out!

Come on, boys, pour it on!

Engaging!

Keep firing!

Yes, sir.

I got him, I got him!

De Wolf! Hold the line!

Jennifer! On your right!

Jennifer, fire up that heat ray!

Now!

Twenty degrees right. Distance five

hundred yards. Elevation ninety feet.

Damn you, die!

Good shooting, Lieutenant.

Maintain fire!

Yes, sir.

My God!

Duncan is down!

Where's Sakai?

Captain. It's red team!

Red team, fire at will.

Let's finish this.

Yes, sir.

Ready when you are, Eric.

Ready when you are.

They're entering our atmosphere.

The invasion has begun Captain.

Congratulations on your

victory, Captain.

We have 57 dead 17 injured.

We lost six Scouts, four Spartans,

six Achilles.

You'll excuse me, sir, if I

don't think of it as a victory.

Was the enemy destroyed?

Yes, sir.

Then it was a victory, Captain.

The aliens are bigger, stronger

and faster than they were.

It's not supposed to be easy.

Why didn't they land in force?

It was a probe to test

our capabilities.

Now they know what they

are fighting.

Sir, we've just gotten word of

landings throughout Europe and Asia,

but the Martians seem to be

concentrating their forces

in North America.

Where?

Montreal, New Orleans.

The largest is in New Mexico.

Our bases in Europe and

Asia will respond.

Take us back to A.R.E.S.

I want a full mobilization.

All leaves are cancelled. All troops

are to report to their units.

Strike forces will be armed,

outfitted and ready to leave

in three hours.

Gentlemen, I believe their little

European war has just been cancelled.

Are we ready, sir?

We better be.

Me thinks your brother has

turned, Sean.

He'll be here.

What'd I tell you?

Where are they?

The Martians are back.

I didn't ask you about the Martians,

brother. I asked about the heat rays.

We're at war, Sean.

Yeah. With the English.

I have no weapons for you.

You're some kinda piss, Paddy!

Don't you get it, bucko?

We'd all rather be dead at the

hands of The Martians

than live under English tyranny.

You've betrayed us.

I betrayed nobody. Sean, this is

bigger than just Ireland.

Goodbye, Sean.

Tell Ma I loved her.

Go, on, shoot the bloody traitor!

Damn, if you're going to be

a woman about it...

Put him in the truck.

Patrick! You're dead to me.

Get those stormcrows in the air now!

I want 24 hour air cover! Let's go!

I want the battlecruisers Repulse

and Bismarck to support New Orleans.

I want the Atlas rolling at flank

speed to Montreal with the Agamemnon.

The Minotaur will follow us.

Anything we can do?

We'll be in New Mexico at dawn.

Until then, you can rest

and you can pray.

I never thought this day would come.

I thought the bacteria

would keep us safe.

Well, looks like the ugly buggers

developed an immunity.

Godspeed men, and give 'em hell.

Are we fit for battle?

Would I be coming down now

if we weren't, sir?

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