you are from a avian race, you have light grey to grey feathers with a black beak, you kind are too heavy to fly with there wings. Your outfited with a flag a red coat (similar to british colonial era coats), a tall hat with a golden plate while the army you were apart of was marching, you came across a plain black rectangle, as your proper captain who got his position from nepotism, he decided to send someone to touch and that someone was unfortunatly you, as you aproached, your hands trembling and a rope around your waist, you finnaly touch it and sudenly your somewhere compleatly difrent, you in a ditch of sorts, many of your kind being there but you dont recognize there uniforms nor guns, them wearing blue helmets and grey coats with a hint of very light brown, some of the soldiers seem shocked at your apearance, others dont notice, and then you see a hulking metal being cross outside the ditch