Apocalypse: Red Alert

Literary version: Have you not seen how Kirov's airships descend from the sky, while carriers never return once they sail away? Have you not seen Tanya and the SEALs grieve their white hair, as cars explode and turn the dusk to blood? The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and Night Hawks cry; clear islet, pale sand, and giant cannons lie. Endless paratroopers drift down with a sigh, while nuclear bombs roll in an unceasing tide. Thousands of miles of suicide cars, and lone temporal traveler Ivan takes the stage. Expeditionary infantry fly through hardship; fallen Yuri stumbles into tracks. Apocalypse Tanks storm the high ground, and Mirage Tanks enter the forest. Tanks mass like clouds, soldiers rage like storms; drop the paratroopers, unleash the toxin. Where Prism blasts sweep, infantry and engineers alike become spies. Steal, and there's money to be had; don't steal, because dog!!!

Plain version: One construction vehicle from the start, and all your resources come from snatching, snatching, snatching.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.