Gate: Thus, humanity didn't die in the dark.

Ganzir. July 18. 2020.

I looked at the walls of the city closely. Something wasn't right. The force shield around the city was flickering. The civilians in the city seemed to know it too as they nervously staired at the flicking shield. "Get the Civs out of here and to the gate." I said to my men. They look at each other hesitantly. "I said get the fucking Civs to the gate now! " I yelled. My men sprang into action and began to guide the Civs towards the center of the city were the gate stood. "Looks like Shits about to hit the fan." Said a metallic voice behind me.

I turned around and saw Agent Lybecker of the Church of the broken god staring at the ever so flickering shield. "You should head to the gate yourself." I said as I loaded my gun and put my UNGOC helmet on. "But." he prepared to object but I cut him off. "You may be a cyborg person, but you got a cyborg wife and kids man. Don't fucking die on them." I said annoyed. He sighed before heading off the center of the city.

I looked around me. The squads under my commander were sure interesting. You had a Russian squad mixed in with some Americans. You got the Indi/Pakistani squad. The church and insurgent squads were here as well of course. My own squad from the GOC was here as well. Finally, we got some Taliban soldiers with us. A very diverse group under my command. I then heard on the radio. "Commander Morriss is dead. I repeat commander Morriss is fucking dead they are inside the city-agh." Several explosions then rocked the western district. Fuck. I stood Infront of the men under my command.

"Look I'm not a man for speeches so I'll make this quick." I began. "You are the most dedicated, most courageous soldiers in Ganzir. Each of you is worth 10 foundation personnel and 5 SCPs. If you simply do what you were trained to do, we can hold the foundation here. To battle!" I yelled. "To battle!" Echoed the others as the force shield flickered out and the walls of the city collapsed.

War Pigs began to play on the loudspeakers. 682 charged through the walls followed by with many voices' instances. "Light those fuckers up." I barked. My men opened fire as Church of the broken god members charged forth to engage the SCPs in melee combat. Our tanks began to light 682 with AP rounds as he trampled charging church members. We gunned down tens of with many voices' instances.

 Foundations MTFs who were modified with 173 genes began to cut down our forces in droves as we tried to take them out. Even Church members with all their cyber enhancements were being slaughters. One was finally taken out by a Talban member with a suicide vest.

"Make fucking way." Several of our guys in power armor yelled as they brought forth the Anomlous guns and mini guns. "Oh, your fucked now." I taunted the SCPs and Foundies. "Get that bitch." yelled a foundation MTF before he was mowed down by Mini gun fire. Brrtttt was all I could hear as our guys in power armor laid waste to the SCPs. 

I then heard a familiar Howling as 096 charged forward. I turned away as I heard 096 butchering our guys in power armor before one of our guys with a disintegrator disintegrated 096 putting him down for good.

"Oh, I fucking love this sound." yelled Able as he jumped down from the rooftops and began to brawl with 682 (For context Able escaped containment and helped the GOC as revenge for the foundation terminating his brother Cain during 5000.). Able with his large sword decapitated the lizard in one swing but the lizard continued to fight as it grew another head.

150 instances (Bugs that burrow in your skin and take over your body by eating your organs and replacing them with their eggs who then hatch and act as the missing organs. They also replace your limbs with bug limbs.) swarmed the tanks and got inside them as I heard the tank crews begging to be killed. Our Flamethrower units delt with them accordingly.