Army crashed into wild forest

📍LOCATION: Unknown Forest Quadrant Delta-9 ⛑️ UNIT STATUS: CRASHED | COMM-LINK LIMITED | COMMANDER PRESENT

“This forest isn't just alive... it's watching.”

The transport is down. Hull split mid-section, left engine torn open on impact. We've scattered across a moss-choked graveyard of giants—towering trees, thicker than steel beams. The wreckage’s screaming woke up the forest.

Commander Kaelen Drayce—bloodline tactician, part-vulkari—survived the crash. Limping but breathing. He’s already barking orders, rallying the demihumans and shock troopers into defensive formation. The man bleeds strategy.

We've still got the compass beacon. It points toward the city perimeter—six, maybe seven klicks north. But there’s no clear path, and something’s moving out there. Bigger than a bear. Lower than a growl. I saw Pvt. Hesh freeze up just hearing it.

The trees whisper. The fog hides more than shadows. We've trained for monstrosities—eldritch or scaled—but the reports never said they move in silence.

We’ve got wounded. Half our ammo. And no air support.

But we're Omega-Path. Demihuman, soldier, or synthetic—we don’t go down without a fight.

“If you’re receiving this... pray you’re inside the city walls.”