EDEN CITY
SOUTHERN DEFENSIVE LINE
Martin grimaced as another volley of artillery made the ground tremble all around them. He hated artillery and he always had. The Iranians had been especially fond of blasting everything in their path before advancing, and he remembered the night he and his team had spent huddled in that cramped bunker while the artillery pounded down all around them. He heard the sounds of their outgoing return fire and lifted his head slightly watching smoke rise from his launchers as their out bound counter battery fire rippled over his head. He looked up and peered over the edge of the trench and saw dozens of fires burning in Eden City, stretching across the horizon, and his anger resurfaced. He turned his head and looked at the remains of the minefield they had laid. The ground in front of them had been chewed up not only by accurate Alliance artillery, but exploding mines as well. He glanced at Ealin, who sat next to Andreus closest to him.
