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ZellZoy t1_jbfn6sd wrote
The Road Not Taken
RadiantJelly3276 t1_jbfrdlp wrote
I based my story on that. I never read the book though.
RadiantJelly3276 t1_jbfravo wrote
Yes
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RadiantJelly3276 t1_jbfr8ql wrote
Oh no. I didn’t know what I was doing. When I ordered the attack on a small, backwater planet called Earth. I thought it would be a simple invasion. A planet of simple lifeforms that used bows and arrows and clubs.
After all, they hadn’t mastered space travel. Such a species is a simple one. What I failed to see, was a group of aliens that have spent so much time killing each other, that their use of weapons and strategy, was so far advanced, compared to our own.
The majority of our landing craft never made it to the surface, blasted into oblivion by streaks of smoke and fire. The ones that did land were overwhelmed by musket fire. Except, their muskets fired many rounds in a row, and only took a few seconds to reload!
The survivors were found by primitive flying machines that used not-so-primitive seekers, and more of those fire trailers. Each one explodes on the ground, wiping out our troops. Slowly, with many losses, we captured a town. Then a roar reached our ears. It grew louder and louder, eventually crescendoing in an almighty bang. A small silvery shape had gone above our heads. High up, yet making an ungodly noise.
We were terrified. It was not like our silent, gravity-driven spacecraft. The soldiers were terrified.
I ran. I weaved through the alleyways, then BOOM! An explosion rang. The shockwave hit and knocked me into a building. I was hurt. Buildings collapsed, and I ran.
More explosions. This time, I was far enough away that I wasn't knocked around.
Everyone inside the town would have died.
I looked back, and all I saw was a firestorm, a raging inferno.
I passed out. I awoke in an outdoor cell. The inhabitants, who call themselves “humans” are walking around a crashed landing dropship. One of the ones that carry the pods. I did not know how they had knocked it out of the heavens, but they had. And they were taking out its main drive. Our invasion has failed.
And they can fly to space now.
They will rule the Galaxy
And I started the invasion
What have I done?