My Final Stand

His soldiers tore across Asia, moving ever forward, relentless. He conquered nation after nation, and there seemed nothing our opposing forces could do. He tore through our lines as though they were paper, and before long there were none left to oppose him.

Six

Six.

Six.

He was unstoppable.

I took what little of my forces were left, and built my defences around Indonesia. It wasn’t much, but I still controlled Australia, and that would have to be enough. It was here that I would make my final stand.

Two extra mans a turn.

I prayed it would be enough.