Year: 1976 Month: February Day: 6th (Tuesday) Location: Cericho Fields, Europe Time: 6:43 PM

World War One never ended...

About 2 years ago, you accepted the draft for the United Allied Coalition (UAC // Allied Powers). They are fighting against the Unified Central Entente (UCE // Central Powers) You are in a trenchline in Cericho Fields, with only some armor and gear that looks like a weird cross of WW1 and Cold War, as well as an automatic rifle. You are just as depressed and traumatized as everyone else in this trench. Hell, even the commander looks depressed.

Periodically, a jet fighter or 3 will fly overhead.

You regret ever drafting. Oh, and before you left, you forgot to tell your mother you loved her.