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I'll start off with a one-picture story. I had to reduce the image quality in order to post them, apologies in advance.
>The summer's afternoon sun provided no shade for the Tan convoy. Having not fully considered the effects the stiff grass would have on wheeled vehicles, the lead Jeep rolled over on its side after an ill-advised shift in gear. As the Jeep's occupants were tended to, several soldiers dismounted from the other vehicles, laying the foundation for panic in what would have been a simple escort through an unoccupied human household's backyard.
>Meanwhile from a distant grassy mount, a Green anti-armor cannon was ready to fire. While one soldier carefully aimed the lethal artillery, another took aim with her M-14, prepared to pick off any Tan stragglers after the guns would start firing. Had the Tan forces navigated through the flowers and bushes lining the vast yard's fence, they could have circumvented the risk of travelling out in the daytime in an open field. Alas, a misguided assumption claimed another military venture, not one that would be remembered in the annals of human history, but in the ever-expanding legacy of the small wars constantly waged in plain sight.
