September 11th 2042, me and what was left of the 42nd Dababy company were pinned down in what remained of the dilapidated trenches. Big chungus’s forces were too strong and fat, and every time we shot them the bullets bounced back at us. We tried to bomb them earlier but the bombs got launched back at the bombers. We even tried nuking them but the nukes bounced off Big chungus’s forces and landed back at the Nuke silo. I have no idea what I am supposed to do. One of my guys tried stab one of them with but the knife didn’t do anything and he was eaten alive, poor guy. Me and my platoon are just trying to escape now, we can’t even make a dent in the Chungus army and the best thing we can do is wait for evac. Oh my, just a few minutes ago the Chungus army let out a bunch of artillery strikes on us. My men are covered in the shit, piss and cum of Big chungus. And some are using it as food to survive. While some are kermiting suicide because the poop smells so bad. I don’t know where are King Dababy is, but all his convertiables have been destroyed in the battle, their highly advanced weapons systems just tickling Big Chungus’s army. Oh god, I am going to die here, aren’t I? I won’t be able to get the victory royale. I never wiped out tomato town, my friend didn’t get down, we never headed south bound and I don’t even have a singular shield pot. Welp, fuck…LESSSSS GOOOO.