#Chapter 350 - Assault

I watch with a great deal of awe as the assault begins. Planes and helicopters fly from some airfield behind us and over our heads, moving fast for the Atalaxian cliff. As I watch the storm clouds above the cliff begin to retreat, making space for the planes. The Atalaxian front seems almost to steel itself as little black dots begin to fall from our aircraft, drifting down towards the earth, looking almost…benign. Like little flies, or birds. I jump when they begin to explode, surprised by the amount of light and noise when the Atalaxian front seems so far away. Jackson leans closer to me, lending his support. I glance up at Luca, who like me just stares in awe. The bombs fail to do much at first, seeming to explode almost…above the entrenched forces on the cliffside. “Do they…do they have some kind of barrier?” I whisper, looking up at Jacks as Rafe strides along our line of Cadets, ensuring that both people and anti-aircraft guns are ready. “Is that why the bombs aren’t lan