Once the Coalition collapsed and fractured due a rather unfortunate series of events, the Remnants of the UPC government slowly fell back to it's Capital City of Unity, fortifying their last stronghold and surrounding lands for over twenty years with a network of defensive fortifications and trenches stretching for miles upon miles, with thousands upon thousands of men and women manning these defenses. Unfortunately, despite their best efforts, they were only delaying the inevitable and grim outcome, for the next Grogar Assault was the beginning of the end of the United Plains Coalition.

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Badlands
UPC Remnant-Dragonfang Border
Southern Trenches
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A lone UPC sniper was peeking out of the trenches, he looked back, below him, as members of his squad and others were laying against the dirt and wooden walls resting as the day became cooler and more relaxed. He turned back his attention outward, using the scope of his rifle like a binocular and was scanning for any sign of enemy activity, and so far, to his surprise, there was none, and to the sniper, that fact was all the more chilling, especially as they lost contact with over a dozen outlining listing posts, something's was very wrong, and the Paleskins of the Dragonfangs were planning something.

"Anything yet?" the squad sergeant inquired. 

"Nope." the sniper replied. "And that disturbs me."

"Hmm, true, should've start their daily suicide charges by now." The sergeant said nonchalantly. "Means all the more sleep."

"That's awfully daring of you sarge." another soldier spoke up.

"What Command doesn't know won't hurt 'em."

The sniper rolled his eyes, even at a relatively calm day like this, they should be ever more watchful. "If it's all the same for you." the sniper said as he turned back to the fields. "I'll do my job and-" he paused as his jaw dropped from what he saw in the distance, a large three headed mass quickly approaching their positions. As they drew closer, he could more clearly and was all the more terrified. Thee mutant Titans were uniformly stomping their way towards their direction below were Thousands of Grogar marching alongside with a wide assortment of hastily built warmachines made from looted scrap. To the sniper and all the men and women stationed there, such a large force was previously never seen before, it meant the Dragonfangs were all the more serious in blasting through the defense network and ending their conquest of the UPC, today was to be their worst day and the Beginning of the End.