************************************************************** You wake up in a bright room, with nothing around you as far as you can see except a desk with a man in a white suit sitting at it.
He looks up and you and says…
"WELCOME BACK COMMANDER! The good lord has decided to select you for a special priveldge…."
You take a moment to process what the hell is going on…
“Special Privledge?” you say.
The man in the suit swivels about a full circle in his chair and smiles…
“You sir - are about to face your death… in your terms time has been frozen, and where your body stands you are about to die…”
“Of course, you can choose to accept that fate, and that this is your end… OR, you can choose to take a chance.”
You stop and think… shocked… then you say
Well… that’s alot to take in in 3 seconds… and I guess I am going to choose to believe you, so… whats this whole thing about a chance? That sounds like a pretty good deal…"
The man in the suit is silent for a moment -then begins…
"Depsite my resistance, you are being given the privledge and oppurtunity to play a game for the remaining balance of whats left of your life.
The game goes like this:
-select 3 leaders,
-and 3 armies groups of any size from platoon to full contingent and of any composition, that has ever been fielded during or before your time.
Your selections will then combat an equally sized and equally composed satanic enemy force. For no less than another heartbeat of life."
you drop your jaw in silence
“Should you fail, your life ends… should you succeed, you will return to it with no knowledge of these events.”
“So please… Make your selections! And describe any battleplan you may choose to employ… everybody will be watching.[”/color]
GO!