the madridian flags wave as madridian troops are marching in nova madrid… just as they always do when they win an important battle or war.. a boy looks at the soldiers, and exclaims to his parents; “mom, dad… i wanna do that too!” But his parents would look sort of disturbed. As they both served in the Madridian army, in the MAC-J-SOG unit. When they got home, the boys parents would tell him that, “the military isn’t just about cool little marching bands, its a tool that the government uses for war, and sometimes even terror. Its called war games son, and if you want to partake in them, you ought to be tough, strong and fear nothing, not even the face of death!” The boy would then take that into consideration, and a few years later, he would enlist, in the madridian army. He would take officers school, and would sometimes find it tough, other times easy. He would soon complete it, and would be in an artillery regiment. He would soon meet one of his friends in there too… for now the boy is safe… but WW8 has started and soon he will have to partake in the “war games” and fight to near death for his country…
