The Final Clash Of Two Gods pt.2 of 2

Troops had finally fought their way to the capital when Mahek finally stepped foot onto the soil of Italy again. He climbed into a truck before being driver to the capital and handed a rifle. He took a deep breath ready to fight if he needed to. Bullets could be heard nearby as fighting continued to rage in the distance.

"Sir we are continuing to fight, but we had been told that you wanted to join us." The voice was coming from a speaker on the fighters helmet.

He only nodded as they escorted him to the trench that surrounded the capital building. Explosions sent dirt down over everyone. Bodies littered the ground in the trench forcing them to step over them. Gun smoke burned through the air. You could tell from the way fighting is going that the enemy was desperate to keep the end from coming to their country.

Mahek stood to peak over the side of the trench and saw men running all over the building. He lifted his rifle and shot off a few rounds striking an enemy but not killing them. He stepped back and let a machine gun take his place throwing rounds at the building.

He pulled a general to the side before speaking to them. "Why have we not dropped artillery on the building?"

Panic formed in the eyes of the general before he responded. "We didn't want to destroy the building itself."

Mahek sighed trying to cool his anger. "Destroy it and bring the Goddamn thing down on the fucker running this dreaded country!"

The general only saluted before running off into the smoke. Mahek turned to look at the building as a bombing siren screamed out in the distance. Mahek slowly sat down against the wall of the trench as the world started to shake violently. A smile appeared on his face as ladders got placed against the wall for everyone to climb over.

Mahek slowly climbed over to see the destruction. He walked over and stood in the rubble feeling a sense of victory. Cries of pain came from all around him. His men went to search for anyone who survived. If they found someone living that had an intact mask they took them prisoner.

The leader of the country has been killed in the bombing of the capital building. Mahek went back to his ship ready to move on from Italy and join his men in the middle east. He was glad to take his mask off when he got on the ship. He took a deep breath and looked at the smoldering heap that was once Italy.

"Blow Rome off the map along with Vatican City then bring half of the fleet to the Middle East." The command went out over all radio signals.

"Are you sure with that command?"

"Quit questioning me." Mahek was clearly filled with some sort of anger.

He had been ever since he was pushed from Italy the first time. He came back with a deep feeling of hatred for anyone outside of his country.

"Give me a report of how much land we control." Mahek growled at who ever will listen.

"We control Italy fully, Africa fully, we have taken Afghanistan and Iraq. We either have gotten stopped or pushed out of the surrounding countries. More soldiers are being transported there from home and coming with us."

He sighed knowing that the Middle east will be the hardest place to take knowing how extreme fighters have always been there. He had lost some of his best friends when they went there to fight in the civil war that had broke out creating the country that is there now. After fighting there is finished all forces will halt until told otherwise.