(Brief scenario explanation. Everyone is on a color coordinated teams that for whatever reason declared war on the other. They wear bright almost plastic like armor with the color of their team. The closest to weapons we get is swords and other silly stuff like that. No guns)
Squad Leader Sparky jumped into a trench placed in the beautiful green grassland that was being pounded by several multi-type attacks.
Sparky waved in his squad, or what was left of it. "Hurry! Get in cover!" He yelled. His blue shoulderpad shining a bit.