district nine

ROSE YEAR 3rd July 2703 He was standing on the balcony of his office when the alarm rang. It was that of the insurgence which almost sounded like music to the federacy defense core. He ran forthwith like his life was on the line, 6-4 feet tall, well-kept muscles, dusky brown eyes. 30-year-old Robert flushed open the door to his stationary unit. "Handler's commence synchronization sequence." "Para raid activate. Synchronize connection."Robert Harrison said, commencing the synchronization sequence, using the advanced and developed tech that connects you synchronously to anyone you've contacted."Synchronization complete." the system responded. It all started twenty years ago. rose year 2683. The Federation, a well-reputed and powerful country known for their advanced tech and feared by many countries, in view of the fact that Federacy has advanced weaponry that can wipe out countries in an instance. The federacy military was informed by the space control agency that they are getting movement from the karman line. " space patrol to federacy, do you copy?" " federcy to space parol. copy." " there is a disturbing wave of movement coming from the karman line." " any idea what it is?" " no sir, we need further confirmation. holy-f**k. its-a-f***ing-alien-sheep. oh no. its heading this way! ah!" was the last thing heard from the space patrol. The Federacy was invaded by an alien task force called Aeron, for a persuasive reason, which was that there had been a detection of future destructive weapons beneath the Federacy. the government of the feederacy protested against their reason for visiting, and denied the fact sated by the Aeron. with variance declared a war which led to many destruction and loss of life of soldiers, ten years later. then the federacy began to lacked man power created a new drone tech called steships and declared a new law which stated that ' wny one who commits a crime will be sent to war as a militia'. "Handler to whilteker, do you copy!" Robert called out, still panting. "Handler !!" A female voice screamed. Whilteker screamed. As there was the sound of shooting and explosions over the Para raid system. she was the commander of the district nine outposts. "Whilteker, what's the situation?" "We have taken multiple hits and our steship won't withstand any further attack from Aeron." "Withdraw if necessary, wilteker..!" Robert Harrison yelled, as he was concerned about whilteker and his comrades. "Handler, I don't think retreat is a good idea." "It's an order." "But sir- "I said retreat. It's an order. Another unit will take care of the rest." "Roger that" "Para raid, deactivate synchronization" "Synchronization deactivated" -"All units of district 9. Retreat back to base" whilteker told her comrades. Still thinking of why a handler would give such an order in a situation like this. Others would just call them criminals and say that they were just paying for what they had done. But she doesn't think everyone in district nine is a criminal. And it's just unjust that the federacy uses criminals or offenders rather. But they had no other choice. but to serve the federacy by fighting the Aeron in district 9 Frontline. "Roger that." Other members of district 9 chorused as they turned around. "We haven't lost any member at the Frontline ever since commander whilteker was transferred to our district base," Dougherty, the vice commander said. "All five members successfully retreated, "Willard said, smiling. They all rejoice about today's victory. Not that they won the battle, but that they were going to leave for another day. Twenty-five members have died in the past four months. In the reins of their former district commander.